"That Young Master, who gives my father a hard time and keeps thinking the world revolves around him. I don't like him!"
"Benjamin, don't be like that," Mr. Vitt sighed, knowing his son had some sort of grudge against the Young Master of the Pierson Family. He also didn't know why, even though he kept explaining to Benjamin the nature of his work.
Mint furrowed her brows, her eyes on Benjamin. "Ben, do you know this Young Master?"
"No, but he makes my father work so much!" Benjamin harrumphed. "If I see him, I'll scold him for being selfish! He keeps making things difficult for everyone!"
"Ben…" Mr. Vitt sighed once more, thinking that bringing his son and Mint with him might not be a good idea. However, it was the Old Madam's idea, telling him it might cheer up her grandson if he had children around his age. Even though Mr. Vitt had already told her that Benjamin had this unfounded prejudice against Zoren, the Old Madam just chuckled.