It was some time before Jose finally seemed to decide to speak.
However, just as he took a breath, Hank Clegg suddenly interrupted him preemptively, "Alvin Clegg!"
Jose was startled.
Daddy rarely called him by his full name.
Seeing him look over, Hank Clegg's expression was grave.
"Alvin Clegg, I don't want to hear such talk in the future, whether it comes from your mouth or someone else's," his gaze seemed to hold gathering storm clouds, "Nigel Clegg is your elder brother, and each of you has your future. Take care of your own share; this is the Royal Family of Sez, as well as the Clegg Family. Do you understand my words?"
The last sentence was also meant for Michael.
Michael immediately nodded.
Jose bit the corner of his mouth and finally nodded as well.
Look after his own future, that's all?
He thought to himself.
But what if his destiny was to be a king?
Fine, since daddy said not to compete with his brother, then he wouldn't.
