H.U.R.T
Dad, it's me.

Confused by the plot, as I recall, at the beginning of the chapter I have explained that the picture of conflict is there. For those who are dizzy, please feel dizzy, because actually I am also dizzy thinking about the groove, my friend.

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"So what did you find there?" Darren leans in Steven's car while smoking his cigarette. "I'm guarding your body" she said before Steve asked her the same question.

"The president and some influential people do worship. Gosh, I don't believe the lords are involved in the sect."

"Yes, that's what they do to rule the world." Darren responded.

"Do you know that?"

"Not in detail and have never seen it in person. What are they doing there?"

"Ritualize. What is the importance of ruling the world if in the end all will meet at death. And what's your brother doing there? Is he really interested in Oleshia?"

Darren frowned, what did Steve say? Is austin there? It is impossible to follow this flow. The heretical flow that is predicted promises the enjoyment of life, as well as power. They assume that they are the master, the controller of life. The world is in their hands.

"Looking at the look on your face doesn't seem like it's part of your plan. Tell your sister to be careful with that woman."

Darren chuckled, "You even lived years with him, Dude."

"My hormones need to be channeled." Steve got in the car

"Civilized!" Darren jumped up.

"Now I understand why Mr. Arthur Cony was very eager to pass on a lesson about the sect." Steve started running the car, leaving the building.

"He wanted to pollute the brains of the students who might be interested. Is it possible that the woman was affected by him?"

"I guess not. He refused to join."

Both silent. Busy with their own thoughts. Suddenly, Steve pulls out his car. Darren turned his head and frowned.

"You want to dump the body here?" He asked when he realized they were on a bridge.

"Come down."

"What?!"

"I'm not that generous to give you a ride."

"Braise!"

"That's my middle name, Willson. Please!"

"You really want to drop off here, Percy?!"

"Yes, that's what I'm doing right now, man." Steve got down and went around the car, opening the door for Darren. "Please come down, brother-in-law. Ck! Thanks to you, I had to change my car seat."

Without a word, Steven got into the car and drove away quickly.

"Basic shit!!" Darren kicked the air. Steven is an emotional fishing expert.

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"Good day, Dad, Mom." Lexi ran over to Mr. Percy. His face looks shining. There are no remnants of sadness there. "I missed dinner because I was asleep and I missed breakfast because of bad luck. I'm sorry," he gave both sweet kisses. "And now I'm so hungry."

"Sit down and enjoy your food!" Daphne stood up and pulled out a chair for Lexi. Lexi immediately sat down sweetly, waiting for Daphne to take food for her. "Thank you, Mother." He said so good food was presented in front of him. "Dad, are you going fishing?" Lexi looked at Giovani with a sweet smile on her face.

"That's the plan. What are you gonna do today?"

"Harry is here. Maybe we'll go surfing. Mom, are you going with me or are you going to come with me?"

"Mother will come with you, it will be boring to wait for those fish to eat your father's bait."

"Good choice, Mother. I hope you bring home a lot of fish, Harry will stay here. Do you mind Dad, Mom?"

"Of course not!" Mr. Percy answered with enthusiasm. Even too excited. His wife until raised a pinch and a gaze full of warning. "I mean, Dad, you can invite Prince Harry and I'll catch a lot of fish. God, we're meeting a prince in person." Mr.Percy secretly wishes Lexi was a match for the man. In his eyes, Harry was a worthy match for their daughter. Lexi and Harry seem to fit in perfectly with each other. He also believes that Harry will be able to make their Lexi happy.

"All right, I'll go first." Giovani stood up from his chair. Lexi and her mother are still waiting for Harry to pick them up.

The bridges and piers near Chesapeake Bay are the best vacation spots for fishing enthusiasts. From there Giovani traveled by boat. As he takes up position, prepare his fishing gear. Someone came near him. Giovani who was too busy preparing his equipment paid no heed to the figure now sitting before him.

"Dad, man,"

Giovani's hand stopped. He reflexively looked up and his eyes met directly with a bead that he was very familiar with. Steve was wearing glasses, dressed casually.

"Dad."

Giovani was shocked. His face looked pale and confused. Is he dreaming.

"Dad. Its me. Your son."

Giovani is speechless. The bead was sullen and it didn't take long, the clear crystal decays soaking down his already aging face.

"S-Snake?"

"Yes. It's me, Dad."

Both of Giovani's hands were about to touch Steve's face. Mr's hand. Percy shook violently, he was shaken to see the figure of his son who had been declared dead even he himself did his funeral, now his son was sitting in front of him in good health. What the hell is going on? He really does not know and does not care. His heart broke to receive this beautiful surprise. His son is still alive. Giovani doesn't need any explanation, Steve is alive, it's been a boon.

Steve caught both of his father's hands and kissed him repeatedly. "I'm back, Dad."

"Oh, son!" Both of them embraced.