Christopher lowered his gaze for a moment, a flicker of emotion in his eyes.
He reached out, placing his hand on Yvonne's, "Celine, haven't you ever thought about seeking justice for your dad's case from back then?"
Yvonne nodded first, then shook her head, "It's in the past..."
It was a painful experience she never wanted to mention and would never forget.
'My dear niece, I must be honest with you, it's not that I don't want to help you, but the Sullivan family is involved in this case, and we are no match for them. I really can't help. You should find another way.'
'Celine, for the sake of my longtime friendship with your father, let me give you some advice: for your father's sake, you have no choice but to seek help from Spencer Sullivan. There's no other way.'
Yvonne closed her eyes, not wanting to remember, but the memories surged through her mind like a flood.