Chapter 821

While Frank took Kat out on a joyride in the Maserati, Ned Janko had returned to his old house.

As he rushed toward his father's bedroom, he immediately found his brother's six-year old son, Hal, outside the door.

Hal was playing with his water gun with the servants and promptly trained the gun on Ned's face when he saw him.

"Hahaha!!!" He clapped his thighs as he left Ned's face and clothes soaking wet, even insulting him with a limerick. "What exactly happened to Ned? Well, his stud kicked him right in the head!"

"You little…!" Ned glared at the child furiously even as he pushed his wet bangs off his face.

He certainly could slap the child for his insults, but he could not—if he laid a finger on his nephew, his own brother would just beat him up instead.

"Hmph," he snorted, gritting his teeth and ignoring the child as he strode into his father's bedroom. His father's health was more urgent, after all.

"Haha! Coward!" Hal laughed as he left.

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Inside the room filled with trad