By the time the game finally ended, Taylor looked like a man who had just survived a life-threatening ordeal.
Correction—multiple life-threatening ordeals.
His hair was messy, his shirt slightly wrinkled, and his dignity… completely shattered.
"I think… I've done enough for today," he muttered weakly.
Before he could embarrass himself any further—or worse, get strangled again—he quickly excused himself and disappeared.
Wise decision.
Now, seated on the couch were Leo, Ivy, and Xander.
Leo was still glowing with excitement, practically bouncing in his seat.
Xander, on the other hand, looked like a retired judge observing chaos in a courtroom—calm, expressionless, and mildly judging his assistant's life choices.
"Young Master, it's time for your studies," Butler Rupert said as he stepped forward.
Leo's smile instantly dropped.
"…Do I have to?" he groaned, his face scrunching up in protest.
Homework.
His greatest enemy.
