"I'm not going!" Sidney Winters shot to his feet, his defiant gaze fixed on Mr. Winters.
Seeing the tense atmosphere, Enzo Winters tried to play peacemaker. "Sidney, don't be so stubborn with your grandfather. Just listen to him."
Sidney Winters was grateful to his uncle, so his tone softened. "Uncle, I'm afraid I can't do as you ask this time. I've already made up my mind. I'm not going to Veridia Academy. I'm going straight to the Nation of Y after the New Year."
He'd already found a house and a school over there. This time, he wouldn't compromise.
"You…" Seeing Sidney's determined expression, Enzo Winters gave him a complicated look. For a fleeting moment, he saw a shadow of Clayton Winters in the boy.
'Clayton, your son is just like you. Just as stubborn.'
"So your wings have finally grown in, have they? You want to break away from the Winters family?" Mr. Winters' face was cold, a vein throbbing in his temple from pure rage.
