บท 1271: Bruh...

Logan couldn't help but wryly chuckle at Davis, "You're rude as ever. Yes, your idiot father didn't want to burden you anymore. Actually, resting for two or three months would get me back into shape. Why is there a need for me to waste your time?"

Davis stood in front of Logan, looking at him with a complicated expression on his face.

Was acquiring help from him, their own son, a burden now? He didn't think so. He simply stretched out his hand as he was going to slap him.

Claire's expression changed, and even Nora Alstreim narrowed her eyes in anger, seemingly wanting to put the son in his place in front of the father. In her mind, no matter how exceptional one may be, how can they slap their own father!?