Kenneth's voice quivered as he asked, “Do you truly take him as your son?"

Waylen stopped and turned back. “You should ask Leonel who he truly considers his father in his heart."

Waylen believed he had the charm.

Waylen arrived back at home around 8 PM.

The aroma of dinner filled the air. His wife, Rena, was in the kitchen, orchestrating the meal's preparation with the servants. The light in the corridor softly illuminated her features, highlighting her soft and gentle Look.