Rowan quietly watched the mother and daughter as his vision blurred. He fell in a daze, and the crate in his hands fell to the ground. The small Siamese cat meowed helplessly and began to claw at the crate door.

A strong arm held onto him then.

Startled, Rowan turned to meet Zephyr’s complicated gaze.

“You…”

Zephyr picked the crate up. “Mr. Irwin, are you not going in?”

Rowan’s eyes were still red. It took him a few deep breaths to calm his emotions down.

Zephyr sympathized with him for some reason. He had not thought it was a good idea when Cordelia was making arrangements for this, but he could not bear to interrupt her, seeing how excited she was.

He was afraid of something undesirable happening today when Rowan and Xyla met, so he had stayed there to keep an eye out.

When he saw the old geezer’s shocked and regretful look, he felt a mix of feelings.

him specialized medicine to treat him. The older man had said he was

on the day when his grandfather passed out, Rowan had gloated for one second before he rushed to Hamerton Manor with his

Pharmaceuticals had saved countless lives by producing good quality and cheap

man.

One could not be labeled or determined

was never just black and white, to begin with. Many

moment. His voice was tinged with a sob. “I won’t be

cat.” Zephyr looked

his heart drop. He lost his

sighed. “Mr. Irwin, I’ll get someone to send you

“You brat, did you find out

without

muttered under his breath, “I should’ve guessed

in there. The both of us are going to

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