|| LORENZO KING's POV ||

" Elijah King!! Behave!!", I growled at my five year old little tornado. He was just another name for a troublemaker, so moody and demanding always. He was just too stubborn to listen to anything. He was too spoiled.

I dropped the spoon with a heavy sigh. I had been persuading him to eat the formula for a long time but he refused to listen to me. When I switched my attention from him, he ran back into the room again. I wish that I could know why he always made that puffy look.

My assistant Edmund arrived with a file that I had asked...