A Filial Son and a Kind Father

Braydon Neal understood Sorrell Neal's pride; he would never concern himself with inheriting the leadership of the Neal family. 

Given Sorrell's remarkable talent, his future accomplishments were bound to surpass expectations. 

Still engrossed in his chicken drumstick, Luke Yates mumbled absentmindedly, "In other families, the one with the greatest talent inherits the family head position, but in this family it's the other way round."

Jayven Neal's expression turned dark, and he said, "Luke, we're friends, right?"

Luke Yates responded candidly, "Of course! You're my brother! You know I've got your back. If anyone bullies you, I'll go bully them back!"

An offended look crossed Jayven's face as he retorted, "Are you sure I am your brother? You're practically insulting me to my face! Sure, I might not be as talented as Braydon or Sorrell, but that doesn't mean you can belittle me!"

As their banter continued, the conversation veered off course.