prologue
167 Words
“Never make friends with people who are above or below you in status.
Are you listening to me, little Jack”?
Jackson Westwood almost yelled at his grandson who is in verge of sleep.
But his grandfather's yell made him awake.
“Can I be friends with Tick, Grand papa" little Jack asked innocently.
“No, Tick is a mere servant boy. You are always above him. Treat him like your servant not as friend. He is born to serve us not to shake hands with you. He always be an underdog. Do you get my point?" Jackson Westwood said strongly and patting his grandsons head.
“But he is my best friend” Little Jack argued.
“Friendship always happens between equals. Weak are always meant to be conquered, understood.” Jackson Westwood said sharply.
Little Jack nodded his head in fear.
Even though seven year old little Jack didn't understand anything his grandfather said, he knew one thing.
His grandfather is always right.
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