CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FOUR: Are You Thirsty, Father?

"I'm so relieved that nothing serious happened to you,"Cain said to Axel,with a relieved smile hovering over his face.

Just like no one was supporting his mother who had suddenly announced his temporary resignation,he also didn't buy her opinion of him being sick.

"You wish"Axel smiled,taking a drink from the table to cure his patched throat, it's been a while since he had this sort of gathering.

That had been over twenty years ago,when he was still in highschool,he could remember vividly that he was the party boy who loved to have fun.

Cain was also not a saint either,if anything he was more of the bad guy who took drugs and sold them to the thugs just to make money.

His relationship with him had gone a long way,and he was grateful with the passing times that he had a real friend regardless of his status.