"First, I hate the Graydonians. Deep down to my bones. So, the arrogance of standing above others, pretending to offer goodwill with their so-called cures and vaccines, is disgusting."

"Hah."

Ethan slowly exhaled, then lazily wiped his face with his palm. He massaged his forehead with a tired expression before speaking.

"You're talking nonsense."

"What’s that, Papa?"

"I misspoke. I’m sorry, Papa."

Ethan smacked his forehead and covered Louis’s ears. If they were to meet Cherry again, he felt like he'd get an earful.