“So how do I fix this? How do I get the Hilton family to accept me?”

"Go back in time and do things differently. That's about all you can do. And since that's impossible..." Matthew said coldly.

Sheffield didn't know how to respond.

Matthew stood up with his hands in his pockets.

"We don't even know who you really are. A background check turns up nothing. If you really love my sister, you'll tell her. Just ask yourself this: how much have you hidden from her?"

Although he didn't know much about Sheffield's background, Matthew had a vague feeling there was more than meets the eye when it came to this guy. He was too mysterious

Matthew had good reasons to be suspicious of Sheffield's background.

The man was remarkably efficient. He'd cleared his name in a wrongful death suit by figuring out the actual cause of death. He also reintroduced a case more than a decade old and reversed the verdict. He personally sent Sidell to jail.

Although Sheffield told the press that he'd figured this out by accident, Matthew didn't think it was so simple.

But he didn't care about Ingrid's case, so he didn't do any digging

"I can explain that." Sheffield felt gloomy. On one hand, he had gotten used to hiding who he was; on the other hand, Evelyn never asked him about it. She just took who he was at face value, which was what he wanted.

“Your explanations don't mean shit to me. Just think about it. That'll be enough." Matthew began to walk to the door.

Sheffield called out to stop him.

“Matthew, I'm not giving up on

Evelyn. There's no way. Man, in another life, we could have been friends. So what about it? Can we call a truce? I'll teach you to hack the security system."

His last sentence successfully drew Matthew's attention. He turned around and asked, “You a hacker?"

“More or less. I know a few tricks..." Even he himself wasn't sure if he was a hacker or a honker.

“Do you know Star Anise?"

“Of course! What? He your idol?" It seemed that Sheffield's mood had lightened up a bit. The playful smile returned to his face.

“My idol? He doesn't deserve my respect!" Matthew snorted arrogantly.

Sheffield was speechless. Indeed, like father, like son.

"Break into Hilton Group's security system before you talk to me again," Matthew said before opening the door and left.

Sheffield extended his hand and tried to call him back. He wanted to tell him that he could do that now. Could they be friends now? But the arrogant man had already left.

And Sheffield was once again alone in the private room. As he stared at the cup of coffee that had gone stone cold, his smile once again disappeared. Thinking of what Matthew told him just now, he felt his heart ache so much he almost suffocated.

He took out his phone and called Evelyn.