Rafael was called down for dinner, and as he headed there, his eyes met his so-called family. His mother gave him a small smile, but he ignored it. Leonard glared at him, and he smirked, noticing the small bandage on his cheek. Tristan wasn't present, probably off on some mission. As Rafael walked to his chair, he felt his father's gaze following his every movement. With an unreadable expression, he stabbed one of his steaks and began eating. "I got a message from school that you hurt your brother with a cutter," Maximus said, his voice low and thick. "Yes," Rafael replied as he continued eating. He noticed his brother shift uncomfortably beside him. "He was wounded because of you," his father said again, and Rafael paused to look at him. "Yes, he was wounded because of me, and I do not regret my actions," he stated firmly, his cold gaze locking with Maximus's. "Rafael," Odessa called his name in a scolding manner. Rafael gave her a disgusted look. "See, Mother? Thi
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