Hurt The Self-Esteem

Sis Hazel hoped that he could ease the relationship with his brother and be a good brother. But he was the son of Elizabeth.

Could he accept him and get along with him without any other thought?

He doubted.

Since he became a sensible man, his defensive system had always been at the highest level without any relaxation. Now, he did not intend to relax his vigilance. He would be on guard against anyone who had anything to do with Elizabeth.

Mili peeled an orange and fed it to him. "Uncle, the orange is so sweet. It's very delicious." "Okay." He nodded with a smile and stroked her little head.

Mili fed Vinton another piece of orange. "Uncle Vinton, uncle Holy, I found that you two look like each other. I can tell from your looks that you are biological brothers."

"Really? Where do we look like each other? " Vinton asked with a smile.