Since I was already here, I naturally wanted to help. So, I replied, "Sure."
I then settled down on a sofa in the lobby to wait.
The elevator doors opened in the distance, and a familiar figure sprinted out. It was Leo.
He was decked out in a gray-blue cartoon cowboy outfit, donning a baseball cap. His face, identical to Damon's, was adorned with a mischievous expression as he bolted outside.
I didn't want to interfere, but Leo was alone, without Catherine or Damon. What if something happened to him?
Sometimes, I had to admit the power of blood ties. Leo, like Serena and Brandon, inherited blood from the same father.
Although I didn't want to acknowledge it, he was indeed the half-brother of my two kids. He was innocent; the adults were to blame.
As Leo's figure disappeared at the entrance, I decided to follow him.
