Chapter 137

What was Weston thinking, saying something so terrible about his own son

“I don’t think that’s necessary.” Axel rolled his eyes. T’ll need to stay alive until the day you need a family member to sign you off in the

“ospital I know Jonah and Silas wouldn’t be able to do it You’d need me.”

“How dare your Weston shouted. “Why oughta-”

Winston yelled for their butler Clark Anderson, to fetch him a cane. Meanwhile, he removed his leather boots and flung one in Axel’s face.

Jonan and Silas humedy went up to Winston to stop him, Mandy and Colene followed suit. Still, Winston’s temper remained.

All of a sudden a gentle, delicate voice rang out in the hallway.

dinners ready.”

Everyone turned to see who had socken. It was Lyla, still in her apron and a trying pan in hand. Her pale skin glistened with oil and sweat. She looked dazedly at the crowd, having no idea as to what had transpired.

growled

after dinner, you little

of relief then followed the old man to the dining

to joke about Axel Dad can take a joke, but that

joking? Axel cocked an

immediately darkened. “Axel

Fine, fine! I’ll keep my mouth shut. Stop looking at me like that, or I will get nightmares tonight” Axel shivered,

again. He

him up in seconds with that look.” Silas tried replicating his elder brother’s gaze from earlier, brows pushing together. “I’ll need to practice that. I use it on Axel if he ever tries to mess

it. You’re getting

had drunk glass after glass of red wine. No

word of this was

looked away, making

up on this throughout the

grudge against their family and their father for not being able to stay committed to their

Winston’s eight children couldn’t even begin to take all

miracles over the decades, bringing it to where it was

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