The ball was still underway.
Leech's uncle, Lewis, and his grandfather weren't participating. This was a ball for the younger generation. They spent their time chatting with old friends who had traveled from afar, sharing amusing stories from the past. Most of the time, however, no one dared to make jokes about the Wisdoms.
The Old Crocodile family wasn't a topic for casual jokes among their crowd. Instead, they mostly spent their time undermining one another, each hoping their own descendants might win the favor of Bode or Stacy.
As time went on and the ball began to wind down, Lewis grew restless.
His son, Bode, though gloomy in disposition, was meticulous and adept. Becoming a competent lord in the future would be no problem for him.
His daughter, however, was a constant headache. She was more competitive than any man.
