Linford looked over the balcony and noticed his proud son was fawning at Demi. He frowned with a disgusted look on his face, “Cody Bradley is such a simp.”

Cristelle laughed behind him as she rubbed her long damp hair with a towel, “I wonder where he got that certain trait from.”

“Are you mocking me right now, Mrs. Bradley?” Linford turned to frown at his beautiful wife.

“I’m telling you to be nice to your son. And you really should play fewer video games. I wonder where you get ...