"I'm not one of the Scavos. The patriarch is supposed to belong to you. Rolando also acknowledges you as his inheritor. But you still have much to do in the future. Just step by step." Vincent patted Ethen on the shoulder and looked happy when he saw Emily. "Unlike you, I'm just dependent on her for the rest of my life."
Ethen replied, "...Vincent, are you here to show your affection?"
"I gotta go." Vincent returned the cup to him and walked out with Emily.
Ethen stopped him sadly. "Vincent, if you leave, at least give me one of your assistants who looks very smart. If not, you just stay to deal with those women in the neighborhood committee, sorry, in the family without showing up ..."
"Rex?" Vincent pointed at a man in the distance. "Ask him."
When Rex came at them, he held his fists to say goodbye. "I'm sorry, where Mr. Vincent goes I will go, and where he stays I will stay."
"Vincent, you do leave all to me and trust me," Ethen said worriedly.