"It''s none of your business," Colby said, not wasting any words.


    Suddenly, Odie''s mind drifted back to when they were kids. Colby had always been the quiet one in the slums. Back then, the ce was crawling with kids-some were tricksters, some outright thieves, and others just begged for scraps. He was the weakest of the lot, always sickly, so begging was all he could manage. Naturally, he got pushed to the roughest corner by the other kids.


    Colby was there too. At first, he thought Colby was just another weakling, getting bullied like him. So one day, he offered Colby half of his sandwich. Colby didn''t say a word, didn''t even eat it.


    The next day, a kind stranger gave him a coin. But when the other kids saw it, jealousy took over. They beat him up and snatched it away. That night, he hid in a haystack, crying by himself.


    Later, Colby showed up. He tried to y it tough, wiping his tears and acting like nothing happened. But out of nowhere, Colby tossed a coin in front of him. Colby sat there, unscathed, in the corner. Those dark eyes of his had a calmness and steadiness that stood out from the other kids.


    He still remembers the first thing Colby ever said to him. It was on their third day together. By then, he was ostracized and starving. Somehow, Colby managed to grab a loaf of bread. He tossed it right into his hands and said, "Want it? It''s all yours."Content is ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    After that, he often tagged along with Colby, curious about how he snagged those loaves of bread. But Colby''s approach was always the same: fight. Even when facing older teenagers, Colby didn''t flinch.


    Once, he chased after Colby, asking, "Hey, poker face! Where are your parents?"


    Colby replied, "I don''t have parents."


    "What about rtives?"


    "I don''t have any rtives, either."


    "You''re pretty skilled. Why stick around here?"


    Colby stopped in his tracks, his eyes, far from childlike, shed with a chilling intensity. "Revenge."


    Odie''s thoughts snapped back to the present. He leaned back on the sofa and rubbed his temples. Jonah


    walked in, "Boss, they''ve gone."


    "What''s the damage?"


    "Just a door."


    "Pass the repair bill to Sophie and tell her Colby went nuts and smashed my door!"


    "Isn''t that a bit much?"


    Wasn''t this basically telling Sophie that Colby stormed over for a showdown? "Too much? He wrecked my brand-new door; is that fine by you?"


    Odie got up, heading back to bed for some more sleep. He wasn''t about to stress over Colby. Let them bicker if they want to.


    Seeing this, Jonah quietly backed out. The next day, the repair bill for Odie''s door, a whopping seventeen hundred was sitting right in front of Sophie. She nced at the pricey door on the table, then shot Colby, who wasn''t far away, a look that screamed, "I need an exnation."