Fabian’s knowing gaze fell upon Evan’s face.

The candy in his mouth was sour and sweet, but he seemed unable to taste any of the sweetness, and an unknown bitter taste went from his throat straight to his heart.

“I’m quite interested to know. I wonder if Mr. Johnson would be willing to tell me the story behind this.”

Evan was full of curiosity. He and Fabian were considered close childhood friends who grew up together.

He was three years older than Fabian, and they had known each other since they were very young. Yorick had just been a teenager then, and he had neither money nor power. Of course, Fabian had just been a poor student, while Evan’s family background was among F Country’s circle of the rich and famous.

However, this had not stopped them from being good friends and brothers.

They had similar personalities. Both looked like rich and handsome yet frivolous young masters.

On the other hand, Evan had been more well-known for being the playful one in this circle. However,