Chapter 221

Haydn Soros received another beating at Old Master Soros’ place. He was clad in a clean white shirt when he had first gone in. When he walked out of the old house, however, his white shirt was stained by blood.

The butler, Mr. Leith, rushed out and said, “Take this, Young Master.”

Haydn Soros glanced at the ointment in Mr. Leith’s hand, and the coldness in his eyes faded slightly. He reached out to take it. “Thanks, Uncle Leith.”