Chapter 327: Turning the Tables

At Sabey Mansion, Marvin Sabey could not sit still. With his hands clasped behind his back, he paced the living room in tight, restless loops. Damon Sabey glanced at him and tried to sound casual. "Dad, you don't have to worry so much. My brother likes to fool around. Maybe he's crashed somewhere and is snoring his head off." "No." Marvin's voice came out hard. "Solomon Sabey might like to play, but he's been steady lately. Even if he didn't come home, he would've called me." Marvin had been more...