"You won't understand the life of a genius like me Dad, if I don't sleep when will others have the time to catch up"
Anthony said in reply with a smirk on his lips.
"Hoo...you aren't even the patriarch yet and you are already challenging me for my position"
Michael said in reply as his battle intent started seeping out little by little.
Mitchelle's voice cut through the battle intent like a thin paper as she spoke.
"Don't scare our son"
The battle intent disappeared as the smile on Michael's returned to normal.
Then Mitchelle turned to Anthony and said.
"Now I understand why your father calls you baby monster"
Anthony's face instantly turned sour.
He could live with his father calling him a baby monster since that man had no hope.
But his mother was another matter.
He couldn't live with that.