[ Still 16 years ago: Flashback still ongoing ]

Shoved to a nanny to take him to his room, the maid's heart sank as she looked at him. Thin and pale.

Dry and cracked lips.

His eyes were barely open.

His legs were barely standing on their own like he was on the verge of collapsing.

His stomach grumbled loudly but he wasn't even blinking.

Without saying anything, she took him to his room.

“ I'll have your meal ready now, young master.” She muttered softly.

“ No need. I have to prepare for school.” His voice, barely a whisper, said.

The maid gulped hard. “ It's.. weekend.”

Grayson's body...