Chapter 778

Carson stubbornly turned his face away, refusing to speak. Ariana couldn’t help but chuckle softly. She knew that, given her youngest son’s pride, this was his last shred of "dignity." Strangely enough, Carson didn’t resemble Lambert in any other way—except for this one trait, his pride, which mirrored his father’s almost perfectly. The problem was, he lacked Lambert’s cunning and intelligence. If he didn’t learn to temper this stubborn pride as he grew older, it would surely lead him into trouble. But then again, perhaps it wasn’t something to worry about too much. With his older brothers, Lucian and Kevin, watching over him, her youngest son likely wouldn’t face any serious hardships. Ariana gently ruffled his hair and said softly, "Let’s go." Carson remained silent, but he shuffled his feet forward, quietly signaling his reluctant agreement. Kevin, standing nearby, observed the scene in silence. A faint sense of irritation and unease stirred in his chest—a gnawing fear that his moth