Blaiz was grinding his teeth hard over the phone.
He had heard that nowadays the trend for G-A-Ys are those who have impressive physique, stunning looks, and high IQ.
Cough cough, it seemed like his son fit the bill...
Blaiz's heart sunk at the thought of it. If his son was G-A-Y, his beloved wife would probably be devastated. There probably wouldn't be any successors for the Hilbert family anymore.
"Good boy, don't let your daddy down. I don't want my precious son to be G-A-Y. Even though I really don't discriminate against G-A-Ys, well... you know, you're my only son."
Diers stood rigidly, grinding his teeth, "..."
Damn!!
How did it somehow circle back to being related to G-A-Y again??
What the hell!!
It was just an invitation for him to eat a meal made by Lina.
And they accuse him of being G-A-Y again??
"You must have hung up, huh??" Blaiz mumbled irritably over the phone.
Why wasn't there any sound??
After he had given such an impassioned speech.
