'Archie Summers? Mika's brother?'
If Tristan Grayson had looked murderous before, he now looked like a savage beast ready to kill. He glared viciously at Archie Summers, as if Archie was the man who had murdered his father.
The intensity of the glare sent a jolt of fear through Archie Summers.
But he had a strong constitution. Even if he felt a flicker of fear, he would never let it show.
Seeing the two men facing off, Mika Summers's heart pounded in her chest. She quickly stepped forward and grabbed her brother's arm, saying urgently, "Brother, you talk too much! Aren't you tired?"
"Mika, if you don't explain everything today, then I'm not tired at all." 'What a joke! This was his own sister's safety on the line. Could he just ignore it? Of course not. He had to get to the bottom of this.'
Tristan Grayson's icy voice cut in. "Heh... It really runs in the family." 'Like brother, like sister.'
