THE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER

Chapter 61

Flying to one of the continents in the eastern part of the world seemed incredibly boring to Andrew. Especially since this nearly ten-hour journey had only been three hours so far.

The laughter from Felix and William made him sick. Every word and threat William directed at his younger brother still lingered in his memory. Andrew's eyes, filled with burden, gazed out the airplane window.

"Mr. Andrew, wine?"

"My pleasure, Marcel."

Marcel poured a glass of red wine for Andrew. He handed the drink to Andrew and asked again, "What else is bothering you, Mr. Andrew?"

Andrew's brown eyes slowly shifted to look at Marcel. He shrugged and said, "Nothing is bothering me, that's just how you feel. Sit down; it seems like you're looking for a seat and using that silly excuse as a pretext."

"I've been working for decades, even though I'm just a personal assistant to Mr. William, but I've seen countless eyes filled with confusion, joy, anger, and numbness. You're in the confused category, your mind