"Brother."
"Hm?"
"Tell me the truth."
Zevian and Miles had barely stepped out of Crownspire Center when Miles grabbed his arm.
Zevian looked down at the hand.
"What?"
"How?"
"How what?"
"Don't give me that!"
Miles pointed dramatically at the building behind them.
"You went inside as a broke university student and came out owning fifty-one percent of a building!"
"I already owned it before we went inside."
"THAT'S NOT BETTER!"
Several pedestrians glanced over.
Zevian sighed.
"Keep your voice down."
Miles immediately lowered it.
"Fine."
He leaned closer.
"Are you secretly a hidden heir?"
Zevian's eyes narrowed.
Miles continued.
"Maybe your parents were actually billionaires and abandoned you for mysterious reasons."
"No."
"Did you save an old man?"
"What?"
"You know
