"Turn a blind eye?"
A vein pulsed visibly at Mr. Nolan's temple as he glanced toward the side hall outside the window.
"You little brat, what the hell are you scheming?"
Of course, Nolan thought to himself, it was about freeing the Nolan family from the clutches of Luna and the Hill family.
But he wasn't about to spill everything before the plan was complete.
"You've always played it safe. Best not to know for now."
His voice was slow and low, laced with a chill that was impossible to miss.
Played it safe?
How was that any different from calling him a coward to his face?
Mr. Nolan's nostrils flared with rage at his son's words.
"You damn—"
Before he could finish, Nolan cut him off.
"Save the scolding for after it's done."
Mr. Nolan was about to say more when the call abruptly ended.
"That damn kid's really grown some nerve," he muttered under his breath.
He could only hope the Nolan family wouldn't be ruined under his watch.
