Xyla looked down at the time.

He was only late for one minute.

“It’s just one minute… It’s okay,” said Xyla.

Even if they already knew he treated Xyla differently, Sebastian, Henry, and Gary couldn’t help but exchange glances.

“Old Fifth, do you only have Xyla in your eyes?” Sebastian complained, mildly raising an eyebrow.

“Why are you guys here?” Stanley asked.

“It’s dinner time. We’re here for food,” Henry answered.

“Rachel, greet Fifth Brother.” As they talked, Sebastian jutted