Chapter Eighty: Father.

Chapter Eighty: Father.

THE next morning, they went to Sylvester’s mansion together with Bruce. Oliver was the one who’s driving, beside him is Paxton. On the backseat, Bruce and Red was there. Red was busy combing Bruce’s hair to tie it into tail.

“At least you look decent once you face him,” Red said.

“How does he look? I think he looks much younger than me,” Bruce replied. “I haven’t seen him even on the news.”

“He looks old. Who wouldn’t look much older when you work your ass off 24 seven,” Red chuckled. “It’s good to work smarter than to work harder. However, he work harder and smarter at the same time so he became older.”

“Rhyming, huh?” Oliver laughed.

“Should I change profession to rapper?” Red asked.

“You have chance!”

They laughed while their on the way to the mansion. Talking jokes and laugh over simple things. While Paxton remained silent. He doesn’t know why he’s feeling nervous, he has a bad feeling that there’s something wrong.

The entrance to Sylvester’s mansion was