Room No. 207, Academy District Hospital
"So, are you going to tell me or not? That's going on?" Axel asked as he stared at Max and Lear.
Max could only glare at Lear in anger. He didn't want to involve Axel in it honestly. He wasn't planning to tell Axel about it and even if he did, it wouldn't be any time soon.
Lear avoided eye contact with Max. How in hell was he supposed to know that the formation Axel laid around wasn't only to help him heal but also to restrict one's senses.
"Why are you looking at him? I am the one asking you." Axel said with a frown and Max finally turned his head to look at him.
"Just don't get involved in it. You have your own goals, don't you?" Max said with a difficult look.
"Is there any difference between our businesses? There is none. When I was in trouble and in need of help, you were there for me." Axel said as the expression on his face turned soft, "How can I not be there for you then? Can I still call you my brother then?"