What was Weston thinking, saying something so terrible about his own son
“I don’t think that’s necessary.” Axel rolled his eyes. T’ll need to stay alive until the day you need a
family member to sign you off in the
“ospital I know Jonah and Ss wouldn’t be able to do it You’d need me.”
“How dare your Weston shouted. “Why oughta-”
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Winston yelled for their butler rk Anderson, to fetch him a cane. Meanwhile, he removed his leather
boots and flung one in Axel’s face.
Jonan and Ss humedy went up to Winston to stop him, Mandy and Colene followed suit. Still,
Winston’s temper remained.
All of a sudden a gentle, delicate voice rang out in the hallway.
dinners ready.”
Everyone turned to see who had socken. It was L, still in her apron and a trying pan in hand. Her
pale skin glistened with oil and sweat. She looked dazedly at the crowd, having no idea as to what had
transpired.
Winston’s stomach growled amidst the silence.
Fine, dinner first teach you a lesson after dinner, you little brat!” He huffed, making his way to the dining
room.
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief then followed the old man to the dining room.
“That was a temble thing to joke about Axel Dad can take a joke, but that doesn’t make it okay for you
to just say stuff like that,” Jonah said solemnly.
“Who said I was joking? Axel cocked an eyebrow at his brother.
Jonan’s expression immediately darkened. “Axel Whitaker.”
“What? He was the one who said I’d die first. I – Fine, fine! I’ll keep my mouth shut. Stop looking at me
like that, or I will get nightmares tonight” Axel shivered, then went to the dining room
Only then did Jonah soften once again. He sighed and followed his brother.
“Oh, wow. Jonah could shut him up in seconds with that look.” Ss tried replicating his elder brother’s
gaze from earlier, brows pushing together. “I’ll need to practice that. I use it on Axel if he ever tries to
mess with me!”
Alyssa scowled. “Stop it. You’re getting cock–eyed.”
Winston was in an especially good mood tonight. He had drunk ss after ss of red wine. No one
could stop him.
Everyone tonight could tell Winston was incredibly happy to see Axel home, even though not a word of
this was spoken. Winston’s gaze would Enger fondly on him from time to time throughout the evening.
Whenever Avel noticed this, he instantly looked away, making Winston’s heart sink slightly.
Alyssa picked up on this throughout the night. She wasn’t pleased.
She knew Axel still had a grudge against their family and their father for not being able to stay
committed to their mother and their mother only.
The Taylor empire spanned the entire nation. Winston’s eight children couldn’t even begin to take all of
it it it were distributed equally.
As KS World Hotel’s chairman, Winston had executed several business miracles over the decades,
bringing it to where it was today.
A man like him was the center of every woman’s dreams–except that he couldn’t settle down with just
one, of course.
No one was perfect.
When Alyssa was younger, she had wept and gotten upset just like Axel did, but she’d since made
peace with everything.
It wasn’t something that could be stopped, changed, or removed from existence.
Alyssa wasn’t hoping for Axel to forgive their father, nor would she evere to his defense. She
prayed Avel would find peace and slowy
leave his trauma.
When dinner was nearly over, Axel released a big burp. “Damn! That wench’s cooking is really
something. I’ve had three tes of food tonight. It looks like I’ll have to work the extra off tomorrow.”
“Stop calling her a wench, Axel Have some pity on her, will you?” Alyssa said, sipping on her red wine.
“Ten years ago, maybe, but not anymore. She’s been at her peak ever since marrying the old man.
Winston Taylor’s fourth wife. How grand. “Axel scoffed.
His tone then took a 180–degree turn, turning cold. “Don’t you think our mother is the one we should
feel pity for? Do you think the old man has her on his mind when he’s spending every night with a
different woman?”