Chapter 89 Terran and Atlas

Terran’s P.O.V.

I sit across from Atlas – he’s been angrily staring at me since earlier. He has a knack for acting all innocent for his mother, he’s an absolute demon to me.

“Can’t you at least treat your father sweetly?” I teasingly blinked my eyes at him – his face contorted and I couldn’t help laugh at it.

“You didn’t even give mom my letter,” he ferociously snapped at me, this is the same boy who complained about harsh training – he was the one who begged me to give him away harsher training than I’d implemented.

“So?” I leaned back on my chair – I saw his face precede different levels of anger. “It’s fun teasing him,” I thought to myself.

“Why didn’t you inform me about mom’s awakening then?” He asked while he leaned forward – his face only inches away from me.

“A-Alpha,” Tydore looked flustered, watching the two of us quarreling.

I know me and my son have uncanny similarities, however, we just can’t seem to agree on dividing Semi’s time.