Upon arriving at a villa with tight security, Joshua wrapped his arm around Desmond's waist and half-carried half-walked to the master bedroom. In the living room, his subordinates remained silent as they watched with round eyes and wide mouths.
"Is this actually our boss? He's not being replaced by another person, is he?"
One bald man whispered to the two others.
"No, you weren't around a couple of months ago. Boss always was fond of that boy."
A man adjusted his thin and narrow glasses on his face while declaring that.
"Back then, Boss was also very weird. I asked him why you are indulging this brat to this extent. He replied because he's rich, and he's got a powerful family!"
The man with a scar on his face spoke to them.