"At least Bradon is working hard to enjoy the day in his place," I replied as I kept my eyes glued to the television screen.
"Really? The man just looks dead bored, as if he would gladly die just to be somewhere else," Diana said, followed by a loud laugh.
My brows furrowed as I kept on staring at Bradon as he worked hard to put on his best act as his younger brother. Of course, I knew very well that behind that perfectly smiling mask was a man who was slowly dying on the inside as his patience was slowly fading away.
"Don't say that. He's trying his best to hang in there for Anthony's sake," I snapped.
"Then he should just ditch all the party and turn up here," Diana retorted bitterly.