At the Reid family mansion…
Theodore had barely stepped inside when Malcolm's voice thundered through the hall, shaking the very foundations of the house.
"Such a disappointment, Theodore!" he bellowed, not offering the customary greeting. "I haven't expected this from you."
Theodore froze, confusion etched on his face. What transgression had earned him this furious reception? His gaze darted to Claudia and Franklin, ensconced on a plush sofa. The smug and self-satisfied look on their faces clearly indicated that they had poisoned Malcolm's mind yet again against him.
"What accusations have you fed Grandpa this time?" Theodore's voice was laced with a steely glint. His gaze narrowed as he locked eyes with the scheming duo.
