"Zavian, let's go and play before the teacher comes," Samuel said and grabbed Zavian's hand, dragging him.
Zavian only smiled at his brother even though he has to go to the temple. For now, he will delay that and focus on his brother.
Ten years, he and his brother had lost ten years of their life.
Zavian played with his brother to his heart's content, till they both collapsed on the ground.
"Young masters." How can Zavian forget how energetic Samuel was, he was not huffing and puffing
Zavian's smile and cheerfulness suddenly vanished when he heard that voice. He saw another person on his kill list.
The head butler Dylan Roy. Grey hairs with a grey beard wearing sophisticated clothes as he walked towards them with form and confident steps. Looking down at them sternly.
