The Fake Son Is A Billionaire Young Master

You know, I feel bad for you.

Jeff got down from the car, his eyes on the tall building. He was wearing a formal suit, looking more dapper than usual.

He took a deep breath as he got closer to the building and made an effort to control his feelings.

After learning the truth, he knew he had to be better in some ways.

Even though Duane had threatened him, he really had no intention of attending today's dinner. However, after finding out what he had been dying to know, he made the decision to meet the man.

They seemed to have been waiting for him for more than thirty minutes, as he arrived a little later than expected. With a chilly expression, Jeff headed for the private chamber.

Who would have guessed he would be meeting Mr. Grador?

"I'm sorry I'm late everyone!" Drawing a chair next to his father, Jeff exclaimed with fake enthusiasm.

Atlas Grador stood next to Mr. Grador, and his expression suggested that he had been coerced into coming.

"Something has surfaced that I find impossible to ignore." With a slight smil