Aaron scoffed in disbelief as he watched his grandfather completely ignore his existence, all his attention focused solely on Leo.
Not that he minded—well, not entirely—but he had always believed himself to be Edward's second favorite grandson. And despite being disowned earlier, Aaron was convinced it was only because the old man had been upset.
"Second Master, your juice."
Butler Ben's voice pulled Aaron out of his thoughts, yet he refused to look away.
"Butler Ben, what's wrong with Grandpa? Why is he suddenly giving me the cold shoulder after making me drive here?" Aaron asked, clearly displeased.
He had planned to spend some quality time with his nephew after being away for a while. But the moment Edward called, he had dropped everything and rushed over.
Now, he felt like he didn't even exist.
"It feels like I'm invisible here," he muttered, taking the glass and sipping his juice with a slight pout.
