The simple phrase "Call me Brother-in-law" hit Roy's heart like an atomic bomb, and even the world's best mathematicians couldn't calculate the psychological shadow it cast on him.
For the first time, he realized clearly that the man before him had immeasurable abilities, saying just four words was enough to wound him deeply.
Eldest Young Master Grant wasn't just the guy he thought was acting cute only in front of Lily; Roy wanted to dig the corner of his wall, but it wasn't as easy as he imagined.
Eldest Young Master Grant defeated Roy in one sentence, but did not continue the onslaught. Instead, he called over the waiter to serve him a cup of coffee, the same one he was drinking now.
"Riley Thompson, this coffee tastes good. You should try it later."
Roy's mouth twitched violently. He didn't think Eldest Young Master Grant was being friendly; he was probably planning how to eliminate his covetousness for Lily.
