“Not yet,” Hogan replied, his urgency evident in his tone. “This time, I was in a rush. I didn’t inform him because I was worried that if I couldn’t make it, it would be worse to get his hopes up.”

Jagoan grinned, “In that case, there’s no need to give him a call. Let’s just show up and surprise him.”

“Alright!” Hogan readily agreed, his anticipation written all over his face.

He couldn’t help but confide in Jagoan, “Young Master, I won’t keep anything from you. Jordan, I’ve always considered him my own. It’s been a while since I’ve seen him and I miss him dearly.”

Jagoan nodded in understanding.

Life in the United States had been harsh for Hogan. It had seen slight improvement over the past few years, especially with Bella by his side, providing some comfort. However, after Bella’s departure, he eked out a living running a roast goose shop, while constantly looking over his shoulder due to his illegal immigrant status. His life was a mix of misery and despair.

To him, Jordan was more than an adopted child or a companion, he was a lifeline.

the airport, Jagoan rented a modest Chevrolet and set

the U.S. He hadn’t even informed Michaela. Keeping a low profile not only ensured safety but also facilitated the search for hidden

Hogan’s roast goose

the car and Hogan couldn’t

only one person

called out, “Sit

later, he emerged from the kitchen, a plate of roast goose

and murmured in surprise, “Uncle

with a smile on his face, was about to greet him when he noticed Jordan’s face marred by bruises and purple

in shock, “Jordan, what happened to

hesitantly said, “It’s fine, Uncle Hogan… I was just trying to show off on a motorcycle a few days

Look in the mirror, at those panda eyes. It’s clear they were inflicted. And those cuts at the corners of your mouth… Even

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