Chapter 642

Trystan's words left Frank stunned. It forced him to reconsider his impression of his younger brother. During his years abroad, Frank's memories of Trystan remained frozen in time. He was stuck on the image of a little boy who always followed him around. Even after returning home, Frank still held onto this impression. But now, he was struck by the realization. In his absence, the little boy had grown into a towering figure, protecting the entire Lawson family. This included him—the family's deserter. "No, I shouldn't be saying sorry," Frank began again. "I should be saying thank you instead." Trystan frowned slightly as he looked at Frank, waiting for him to continue. "There's something I should have confessed a long time ago," Frank said, lowering his head. "Back on that island, I was the one who led the kidnappers there." Trystan's expression didn't change, nor did he show any signs of surprise or disappointment. "Trys, don't you get it?" he explained again. "I led them there