William Hall had always been fond of his youngest son Leo Hall; he didn't want to be like Harry Hall, who was never close to him and always wore a distant expression when they met.
He never shared his problems either.
But Leo was different; he was a good son. Since Leo was little, William had liked to hold him, tell him stories, and teach him knowledge.
It's fair to say that he raised this son himself.
When Leo laughed, it was clean and harmless, which allowed William, who was used to the deceit of the business world, to entirely relax just by seeing him show his tiger teeth in a smile.
He could hardly ever recall reprimanding Leo, and now as he pointed at him, he couldn't find a word to scold him for a long time.
Leo still wore a smile, but William felt something different about his son.
In the end, he just couldn't bring himself to do it.
Instead, it was Mia Brown who could no longer hold back, and as she looked at his injured arm, she urged anxiously:
