Yoel rushed to Horington Hospital and tossed a suit at Leyton, ordering, “Change and come with me!”
“I’m recuperating, Dad! Where are you bringing me?” Leyton inquired with bemusement etched on his face.
“To a banquet!” Yoel answered.
“I don’t want to go. My arm is broken, and I’m now recuperating. Why should I attend some banquet?”
Leyton instantly lost interest after hearing that. He had attended quite a number of banquets, and they involved nothing more than feasting and drinking besides singing each other’s praises. Furthermore, he would have to wear a suit that would keep him very much uncomfortable. Hence, he didn’t feel like going.
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