"Big brother, aren't you going to rest at home tonight? I've prepared some good wine, hoping we could have a good talk brother to brother."
Nathaniel Hughes maintained a steady demeanor, yet couldn't hide the malice in his eyes.
"No, I still have things to do. Maybe next time." Adrian Hughes naturally wouldn't put himself in harm's way.
"In that case, I'll see you out." Nathaniel put on his coat earlier, clearly having something to say.
Adrian had no choice but to comply: "Alright."
The two brothers walked closely as they headed outside, but were clearly engaged in a covert battle.
In the conversation along the way, Nathaniel's words seemed to hit a cloud of cotton, having no effect at all.
When they reached the car parked at the entrance, Nathaniel suddenly smiled and whispered something to him.
Adrian's pupils shrank suddenly, yet his expression remained unchanged.
"Nathaniel, don't you think it's despicable to vent your anger on a frail woman?"
