'I guess it was indeed easier said than done.'
This was the thought that was running in Xander's mind when he was picked up from the airport.
In the past he can look at them with indifference because most of his blame were towards his parents who abandoned them.
But now that he knows the truth, he knew that it would be very hard to look at them without the hatred.
Maybe he could pass it as him being mad at them for he was kidnapped in their own territory and their help came late.
But even that wouldn't suffice with the hatred that was boiling deep inside him. It was surging mad like a volcano that is about to erupt.
He took a deep breath before closing his eyes leaning on the head rest.
He can feel that even the driver was walking on eggshells with him. He must have been informed not to agitate him and all.
