A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 198

The look of fear etched on Logan’s face tugged at Adrian’s heartstrings. Poor Logan, torn from his mom’s side, neglected by his dad, and with Ella who seemed hell–bent on hist demise. Life in the upper crust certainly wasn’t a cakewalk for him.

“Ah, if you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine,” Adrian said, leaning back in the hospital chair. “So what’s your game plan once you’re discharged? Did you pull a Houdini and escape all by yourself?”

“I was… kidnapped,” Logan said after a long pause, unspooling his tale in fits and starts.

Adrian recoiled slightly, “I’ll never call you a runt again. You’re a downright wolf cub, kiddo! So cutthroat, you’re giving your godfather here the heebie–jeebies!”

“Are you taking advantage of the situation?” Keaton strode in, tossing out a playful jab. “Since when did you appoint yourself his godfather?”

Adrian rolled his eyes and said, “Like I’d ever want to be your godfather!”

“I wouldn’t want that either!” Keaton retorted with a chuckle. “Don’t get your hopes up, Mr. Simpson. No sugar daddy deals here.”

“Like I’m dying to sponsor you. Come here, kid, check out the new threads I got for you!”

Logan, which he laid out on the couch in their spacious

out a folding table from behind the door and marched

you’re the real MVP. What did

grinned. “You

two, with a gentler air about him. Logan felt like he was the cool older brother, always ready to save the day with a

do!” Logan’s spirits lifted, and he called out, “Thanks, bro!”

Why do you call him ‘bro‘ and me ‘uncle‘? I’m just

crisply, “He’s younger!”

how he’s any younger than me. Am I old?”

Logan nodded

your hospital do Botox? Hook me up with a youth serum, will ya?”

the foot of Logan’s bed and spread out the feast. “You’re still healing, so no spice for you. I

Thanks, bro!”

Adrian grumbled from the sidelines. “Fine, call me ‘Brother