~Victor POV~
Within fifteen minutes, Lorenzo and my close advisors walked into my office. Nicolai then enters, flagged by three of my soldiers, Cas, Joe and Mike. His hands were bound with zip-ties.
Nicolai’s eyes widened in amusement when he saw me and his mother sitting in the living room area on the left side of the room.
I silently signaled to Lorenzo, and he pulled out his pocketknife and removed Nicolai’s restraints.
“Oh, thank you little bro!” Nicolai teases. Lorenzo remained stoic and unceremoniously signaled for him to sit down on the sofa across from us.
Nicolai glared at Lorenzo. “Wow, does he ask permission to fart too,” Nicolai said, directed at me although staring Lorenzo down with disdain, probably not liking the fact that his baby brother was no longer running afte
