Sophie stole a nce at Colby and asked, "What''s up? You seem a bit on edge."


    "Nothing," Colby replied, eyes fixed on the road.


    After a pause, Colby broke the silence, "Is Griffining too?"


    "Maybe. Griffin is Elodie''s bodyguard, so it''s pretty normal for him to tag along, right?"


    "Then I''ming too."


    Hearing this, Sophie put her phone down, raised an eyebrow, and teased, "You''re not worried Griffin''s gonna spill the beans about your childhood mishaps, are you?"


    "I have no embarrassing stories."


    "Right, you still haven''t shared much about your childhood. All I know is you went overseas and became Mr. Elwood''s go-to guy, working with Odie and Griffin. But what about before that? You never mention those days."


    Suddenly, Colby braked hard, almost causing Sophie to knock her head, but he quickly reached out, shielding her forehead just in time.N?velDrama.Org owns all content.


    Sophie''s heart skipped a beat, and as she looked up, she caught the worry etched on Colby''s face.


    "You okay? Let me check."


    Colby gently examined Sophie''s forehead, but she shook her head, "I''m fine. That cat darting onto the road was just unlucky timing." "As long as you''re alright."


    Colby gave Sophie''s head a gentle pat and said, "Let''s keep going."


    As night settled in, the living room was softly lit by a single dimmp. Colby lounged on the couch, the cigarette in the ashtray long extinguished. The memory of the operating room lights was even brighter than this.


    Outside the operating room, Lennon stood anxiously. When the doctor finally emerged, he asked, "What''s wrong with the kid? Can it be treated?" The doctor shook his head solemnly.


    "It''s a congenital emotional


    deficiency. His brain is missing the neural system for this, so he can''t perceive others'' emotions. It''s a defect from birth that we can''t fix."


    Hearing this, his mother wept in his father''s arms.


    He couldn''t understand why she was crying or grasp the sadness in his parents'' eyes.


    Unlike others, he couldn''t feel fear, didn''t know what anger or sadness felt like; his emotions never wavered.


    But there was an upside; he picked up things faster than most because emotions never got in the way.


    While his peers were caught up in their youthful antics, he found nothing that interested him.


    When the car ident took his parents, the old man never saw him shed a tear.


    That time, the old man grabbed him, pushed him out onto the street, and said sternly, "From now on, you need


    to learn! Learn how to live likove


    normal person!"


    He had to understand how people''s expressions shifted with their moods, how they vented frustration or showed affection.


    He picked it up quickly and, before he knew it, began mimicking emotions for different situations.


    Still, he couldn''t fathom why the world existed or what life''s purpose was.


    One day, after his parents'' death, Lennon stood by the study window, his back to him, and said earnestly


    "Colby, if you can''t find In


    life, then live for revenge. Find


    whoever killed your parents.