Kai sat in his office, full of confusion, and he needed answers from someone he trusted implicitly. He grabbed his phone and called his father, Richard, asking if they could speak in his office.
Shortly after, a knock echoed through the room. "Come in," Kai called out, his voice strained. The door opened, and Richard Midnight entered, his eyes narrowing with concern as he took in the sight of his son. He was looking a mess.
Richard could barely believe the reports from Sir Jarno. Kai was known for his discipline and abstinence from alcohol, yet here he was, looking disheveled and troubled. Richard took a seat across from Kai, studying him closely. "Are you okay, son? You don't look too good."
Kai rubbed his temples, wincing. "I have an annoying headache killing me," he admitted, his voi
