Thea Lynch had never seen Ian Preston like this before.
They were childhood friends, and in her memories, the Preston Family's grandfather was famed for his achievements, and Ian's father had started a business early and monopolized the market at one point. Not to mention Ian's own accomplishments, which far exceeded those of his peers. To call him the pride of the heavens would not be an exaggeration.
Since childhood, only others would ask Ian for favors, never had there been a time when he had to ask.
And now his tone was almost pleading, leaving Thea Lynch shocked and with a bitter feeling swelling in her heart.
There was indeed a significant rift between her and Ian; spiteful as she may feel, she didn't want to see Ian like this. Proud as he was, even when punished by his grandfather to kneel, hit by a cane on his back, he never lowered his head.
