The Formidable Heir

DO I NEED TO TEACH YOU?!

Callum's brows furrow and his face contort in displeasure. At this moment, he seemingly appears to be both perplexed and displeased. According to what the little girl said, she accepted his apologies.

He is sure he heard that right, so why should he apologize to her again, or could it be that the girl was merely being sarcastic?

But it doesn't seem that way. In that case, that can only mean she meant it and that Lucian is the one who is twisting her words for whatever reason. An acid taste creeps into his tongue and he clenches his fists.

Since Lucian now calls the shots, he must be doing it on purpose to trample on his ego and shatter it if possible.

His nose flares up in rage and he furiously turns, seemingly as if he wants to pick a fight with him, but as his gaze lands on Rome and Chester's murderous faces, a chill runs down his spine and he jerks twice as if he had been electrocuted.

"I-"

"You are twisting my words!" Before he can say anything, the little girl says helplessly an