Chapter 117

Perhaps, they heard of his great achievements as a supreme general and wants him to return home.

Speaking of home, the charles family were never one to him.

He had made secrets, many tragedies but in all he survived and they'd watch him succeed.

"Leave, I do not want to see you! Or any member from the Charles family!" He snarls.

"I can't, it's an order sir"

How pathetic he was to accord him respect. He recalls how this butler calls him taunting names, names which were depressing and now he calls him sir?

"I am not going with you! It's an order!" He warns as max glares at the butler who was shaken to his feet.

They were soldiers and any act on him could be justified. The authority Gerald commands was bemusing.

This fine man had grown and the burning rage in him was overwhelming.

Ignoring the butler, he began to stow away.

The bodyguards paved way for him, besides, he was the boss and not the butler they followed.

His wish was their command.

The butler knew the outcome and he prepared

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