"Ahem, you must be mistaken, buddy." Brett coughed twice before quickly explaining, "Why would we try to trick you? My father is truly sincere about inviting you to be our guest elder. If you don't believe me, you can come home with us, and we'll sign a contract with you. We aren't lying!"
Lucas glanced at Brett indifferently. "Who are you to call me your buddy?"
Brett's forced smile immediately stiffened.
His remark was like a slap in Brett's face.
When he called Lucas 'buddy', he had swallowed his pride to get closer to him.
Brett was a direct descendant of the Hamiltons, and he even had the chance to become the leader of all the royal family branches in the future. If it wasn't for the sake of making Lucas less hostile and getting closer to him, there was no need for him to lower his status and call Lucas his buddy.