“Hello, brother,” Lucian sneers, taking his seat behind the desk.
Vincent Storm, Lucian’s younger stepbrother, all grown up, though always seemingly little in Lucian’s eyes. His hazel eyes and black hair contrast Lucian’s, and he lacks the same muscular build.
Unfazed, Vincent settles into the chair as if it were his own domain and casually inquires, “How’s your wife, brother? I heard she’s been released from the hospital.”
Lucian’s attention remains fixed on the files strewn across his desk, awaiting his signature, as he responds, “Surely, you didn't come here to ask about my wife.”
“Oh, come on, big brother. Your wife is now part of our family. In fact, she’s carrying my niece or nephew. We’re all one big family now,” Vincent insists, shaking his head.
Lucian shoots a brief glance a
