The moment Caine saw the leader of the men, his entire body tensed. His eyes widened slightly before he clenched his jaw.
“…Nathan?”
The man in front didn’t even flinch at hearing his name. Instead, he took a step forward, his expression as cold as steel.
“Didn’t you remember what today is?” Nathan asked, his voice devoid of emotion. “It’s our grandfather’s birthday. Are you not going to attend? Or do you intend to anger him?”
Caine’s second brother, Marcus, stepped beside Nathan, arms crossed, his smirk almost mocking. “Grandfather has been waiting to see you, Caine. You wouldn’t dare disrespect him, would you?”
I scoffed, folding my arms. “Isn’t it ironic? You’re the ones who didn’t allow him to return to the family, yet now you expect him to show up just because it’s your grandfath
