Rescuing

Charlie knew better than to try to call him on his phone — his son surely had blocked his number. It was saddening yet was also reality.

Since the atmosphere back in the dining room was downright awkward, Charlie suggested a stroll with the Fords around his glasshouse, where magnificent flowers were groomed.

With their father, and his unexpected guests, away, the brothers were left to… rejoice.

While their offspring and spouse were in the living room, Lloyd could be seen pouring himself another bottle of billionaire vodaz.

The coats of their suits were no longer worn, and as Robert sipped from his glass cup partially filled with wine, a smirk played endlessly on his lips.

“Y'know, you're fucking smart, Lloyd. A shameless pervert but a genius. I commend you."

It wasn't supposed to be a compliment yet didn't wholly sound like an insult. Either way, the green-eyed playboy couldn't care less.

“It wasn't shit though.” He sat on the glass-elongated table and then brought out a packet o