Leonardo shook his head slowly, rejecting Albert's direction to step into the flower garden. His pride which was as high as the sky suddenly rebelled again. How could a Leonardo Kingsman, a top actor usually surrounded by luxury, suddenly walk awkwardly approaching two women who were absorbed in a picnic? That was not his style at all.
"I... I will just wait at the fruit plantation, Father. It looks like the apples over there are ready for harvest," Leo prevaricated, searching for an excuse that sounded safe to save his self-esteem.
Albert only smiled in understanding and patted Leo's shoulder once again before stepping alone toward the flower garden.
Leo let out a sigh of relief. He walked back in the opposite direction, walking along the rows of apple trees bearing heavy and ripe frui
