Chapter 212 If You Can’t Bring Yourself to Do It, I’ll Do It

• Max was assailed by the urge to cry. Whirling around, he then saw William standing there with his arms crossed, staring at him frostily. “Brat, what are you doing here?” He felt that his authority all these years had been wholly obliterated.
• Snorting, William then declared, “In the future, can you please go back to your room if you want to kiss Mom? Don’t you know that we’re still minors? Is it truly good to traumatize children like this?”
• Max was rendered speechless at his questions. “Brat, are you asking for a beating?” His embarrassment quickly morphed into anger, and he promptly lifted his arm, glaring fiercely at William.