Chapter 63 I Trust You

Alistair sat in the back seat, lost in thought, when Huxley spoke up, concern lacing his voice. "Mr. Thorne, you didn't manage to get the glass cup set. How are you going to explain that to your dad?"

Alistair, resting his head on his hand and staring out the window, gave a small, amused smile. "If I'd spent 600 thousand on it, he'd have my head."

"Wait, what?" Huxley blinked in confusion.

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