Morris Jackson withdrew his hand, his voice indifferent though his expression was stern. "So, you think you have one too many hands and want to discard one."
Upon his words.
The playful smirk on Gregory Smith's face disappeared. "Is that how it is now? You disagree with me and you want to disable my hand? Morris... Eh, I am your uncle-in-law, you know!"
However, Morris Jackson didn't respond to him and went inside with Lyra Smith.
Gregory Smith retracted his gaze and scoffed, "Morris is acting so domineering only because he managed to fool my sister into his hands. If only my sister had been a bit more rational and harder to deceive, he would be humbling himself before me, calling me his uncle-in-law."
Jack Smith glanced at Gregory Smith.
Gregory, detecting his big brother's gaze, asked, "Big brother, do you think I'm right?"
"Hmph." Jack huffed lightly, "You wish."
Gregory Smith: "...What do you mean I wish?"
