The Older the Wiser

"I want to know what Grandpa and Dad are hiding," Sorrell Neal declared, his tone laced with hostility.

"Why are you here, Sorrell?" Lowell Neal's shock and anger were palpable. 

He hadn't anticipated his youngest son overhearing their conversation.

"You may deceive Braydon, but you can't fool me. Remember, I grew up in the Neal Mansion. I witnessed Grandpa wielding a sword, attempting to kill Uncle Louis," Sorrell's voice remained icy.

Sorrell's demeanor mirrored Braydon Neal's, displaying striking similarities in their personalities.

"This is an affair for the elders to handle. It's not your place to question it as a junior. Leave," Lowell retorted with a darkened expression.

"If I do, Braydon will surely come to inquire," Sorrell retorted, invoking Braydon's name. 

Certain matters that the elders withheld from Sorrell would be revealed if Braydon pressed for answers.