Inside the artistic room, the old man sat looking worried. He can't seem to understand his nephew anymore. Jax had told him he was coming to see him with his mate but he had been waiting for some days now yet no sign of that brat.
Uncle Max wondered if that brat was telling him the truth. If he had really found his mate, why hasn't he brought her over to see him? It's been more than a month. What could be the problem? He had tried to probe his nephew's Gamma, Enrique, but he refused to say anything.
He sighed softly looking at the portrait in the room. He remembered his promise to his brother. He needs to fulfill it.
So many thoughts kept running through his head. Maybe he needs to take fresh air again to cool his mind. But he will definitely go to the mansion himself if he doe
