Kenneth grew uneasy under Leonel's cold gaze. He could barely recognize him. He seemed nothing like the son he knew.

He summoned all his courage and pressed on. "You know... If I hadn't arranged for you to leave with the Fowlers back then, who knows where you'd have be now. I've heard a great lot about you. You've made a fortune, strutting around in Duefron... Even Mr. Fowler would have to show you some respect now!"

He spoke without confidence.

He couldn't be too direct, but he hoped Leonel would realize that he needed to pay him back.

His eyes lit up as Leonel pulled out his wallet.