Charles
“Master Liam, what fares you to come to this place?” A guard greeted Liam when he sauntered past the hallway, almost nearing the private room Majesta prepared for Charles and the trio.
“Nothing, I just want to have a stroll in this area. I’ll go now.” Liam replied before walking away, despite a gleam of curiosity in his blue eyes.
At the side of the hallway not too far from the room, Charles had actually been eavesdropping on Liam’s short conversation with the guards.
“So you really had become someone of high calibre, huh, Liam?” Charles gazed proudly at his second son. If the news didn’t disclose Liam’s aging face, the old man wouldn’t be able to recognize him. Liam had a dark blue hair colour, just like his late wife and his daughter, Irene. But that dark blue hair had turned
