“Adrian. I thought you were out of the country.” Harriett smiled awkwardly. She could sense the tension between the brothers and a part of her knew that she was the cause.
“I returned an hour ago. I was missing my family.” Adrian replied with a smirk, shifting his gaze to Damien who was staring at him like he wanted nothing more than to pounce on him.
“I finally get to meet my namesake. Should I just call you Adrian Junior? You already look so much like me.” Adrian said, going over to Harriett. He stretched his hands out to little Adrian but he hid himself in his mother’s neck instead.
He wasn't wrong. Little Adrian did share a resemblance with him but that was only because he was Damien's brother.
“He doesn’t know who you are, brother. Don’t push your luck. Also, my son looks nothing
