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!”

new outfits for Logan, which he laid out on the couch in their

out a folding table from behind the door and marched in, arms laden with

you’re the real MVP. What

grinned. “You like

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

lifted, and he called out, “Thanks,

do you call him ‘bro‘ and me ‘uncle‘? I’m just two years older than

said crisply, “He’s younger!”

see how he’s any younger than me. Am

and Logan nodded in silent agreement.

Adrian lamented. “That’s it, Keaton, does your hospital do Botox? Hook me up with a youth

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

Thanks, bro!”

hooked on this ‘bro‘ thing,” Adrian grumbled from the sidelines. “Fine, call me ‘Brother Adrian‘