An assortment of food was laid on the long dinner table. The food looked delicious, and Leo could tell the kitchen staff had outdone themselves. However, his appetite was nowhere to be found. The aroma of the decadent dishes in front of him should have made him salivate yet he found himself seething at the nerve of his father. How was such a forced arrangement being forced upon him in these present times? He felt like he had returned to a time period when their voices were silenced by the ...