A flicker of amusement crossed Ricardo's face, but it disappeared quickly. "Make sure that stubbornness doesn't turn into recklessness," he warned. Tarzan smirked. "Noted." Ricardo glanced at the night sky, taking another slow drag from his cigarette. "Join me for a drink, boy." Tarzan smirked. "Whiskey?" Ricardo gave a short nod. "Of course." He called out to a maid, who entered carrying a silver tray with a crystal decanter of whiskey and two glasses beside it. She placed it on the table and left without a word. Tarzan poured the drinks, serving his godfather first before taking his own. Ricardo watched as Tarzan drank deeply, like a thirsty man who had just found water in a desert. Nothing is bothering you, huh? He is a smart young man, and I am sure he must know the person behind his parents' murder, Ricardo thought, his eyes focused on Tarzan. "You're too young to be drinking like an old man," he commented, taking a sip. Tarzan chuckled, swirling the whiskey in his g
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