The fearful look seared into Grayson Sutton's eyes, and he felt a pang for the child in front of him. Forced to separate from his mother, unloved at home, not to mention Adriel, who constantly thought about killing him—kids in great mansions really didn't have it easy.
"Ah, if you don't want to talk, then don't, but what are you planning to do once you're discharged? Did you escape by yourself?"
"I was kidnapped..." Wayne Don took a long time before he slowly recounted the whole incident. Listening to the tale, Grayson Sutton shrank back, "I won't dare call you 'little bastard' anymore; you're a frickin' little wolf cub! So ruthless, even your godfather is trembling!"
"Are you profiting off someone else?" Adriel River cursed as he entered, "How come you're suddenly his godfather?"
Grayson Sutton rolled his eyes, "I'd be happy to be your godfather too!"
"I'd rather not!" Adriel laughed back, "Don't think about it without offering something worthwhile."