chapter 23

Stephen took in a deep breath and swallowed his saliva. He knew Danvers' words were not to be taken for granted. If his memory wasn't playing on him, he remembered his grandpa narrated the scene that made them cross paths. He had a flat tire, and in the course of trying to fix it, a group of young boys tried to steal from him, but with Danvers' timely interference, they had to run for their lives.

“What the heck is going on in my house?”

Looking at Danver, “what are you doing?” Margaret, who excused herself a few minutes ago, dashed into the living room after hearing voices from her bathroom.

Looking at her, Marcus said;

“Your useless son-in-law is quite talented, Margaret. To the extent where he is brave enough to talk back when I talk.”

Marcus had always had an inherent sense of superiority from birth, just that his brother never gave him the opportunity. He always stood his ground as an older brother.

On the other hand, Stephen began his usual arrogant nature. After all, his fa