"Where is Gregory?" Mr. Anderson asked Chloe, who was busy chewing her food slowly. They were currently in the dining room having their breakfast, he was absent.

"He asked to be alone," she replied slowly, fixing her attention on the meal before her.

"That loafing idiot," Mr. Anderson mumbled under his breath. He faced one of the maids who were present in the room.

"Get him for me," he ordered.

"Right away, dad" she said and went to call him.

Few minutes later, she appeared with Gregory walking lazily behind her. He was putting on a black pants with the buttons on his shirt flying open, revealing his chest.

He...