Chapter 265



Connor's voice was calm and steady. "It could be arranged. Just talk to Teddy about it later."

"Uncle Connor, you're always the best," Pax said, leaning on Connor's shoulder like a child, a hint of playfulness in his tone.

Connor gently ruffled his hair, a soft smile on his face.

It was intriguing, really. His relationship with Claire had been nothing short of toxic for decades. But with Pax, it was a different story altogether.

on a rampage, seeking revenge on Desmond and Suzanne, completely neglecting her newborn son. Little Pax was

cried every day, so much that his voice turned hoarse. Nannies came and went, but none could calm him. Then, one day, a seven or eight-year- old Connor picked up the month-old Pax. The baby, who

was his little shadow from the age

Claire suddenly remembered she had a son, and he was already quite grown. She was furious to see Pax always with Connor. In her rage, she had Jeffery send Connor abroad. Not long after, Claire also shipped

even stronger than Pax's relationship with Claire Claire was overbearing and controlling; she was determined to mold Pax into the heir of both the

brother, a father,

wanted to take Pax home, but Pax

custom-made, one-of-a-kind Maybach would stick out like a sore thumb in my old, rundown neighborhood," Pax said with a grin. "I'll just grab a cab home. See

Pax, with his backpack slung over his shoulder, waved cheerfully. His smile was bright, almost glowing under the streetlights. Even Connor couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia

with schemes, darkness, and manipulations. But Pax's youth was different-bright, sunny, joyful, carefree. He even had the chance to enjoy

Pax's future

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