OLIVIA'S REJJECTION 114

Now, Brown was at the barracks at 7 am because of the meeting. As the head of his family, he knew what to expect from the other family heads, but he was prepared for them.

“Good morning to you, our Patriarch.”

“Good morning, Brown. How are you?”

“As you can see, I am good. What about you?”

“I could not catch a sleep last night because of today’s meeting.”

“It is expected. We cannot run away from our responsibilities.”

“You are right. If those ahead of us had run away from theirs, who knows where we would have been by now.”

“You are right.”

Then, the scumbag, Stephen, walked in and greeted, “Good morning, our Patriarch. Good morning, my family head.”

The two elders looked at him searchingly. They did not bother to respond to his greeting nor glimpse at him. The Patriarch ordered without looking at his face.

“Wait in the hall.”

“Thank you, our Patriarch,” The momentarily repentant Stephen said, and walked to the hall in the courtyard and took his seat. He watched the family heads trickl