Chapter 919

Francis just froze there, staring at Beckett for what felt like an eternity before dropping his gaze, eyes growing red as he clenched his fists tight. Out of nowhere, a wave of relief washed over him—thank God… he didn't die overseas that day. Turns out, he wasn't alone. He still had a family. "Patrick's older than Beckett, so technically we both call him 'bro', right? But Francis is Beckett's little brother… so how does that work now?" Maddy muttered with a grin, trying to lighten the mood. "Hmph. No more discussion—he's calling me 'bro' from now on." Beckett announced with a proud little huff. Patrick gave a good-natured nod, looking laid-back. "Well, I married Francis, so whatever works for him. 'Bro' it is. What's the big deal, right Francis?" Francis looked like he wanted to disappear under the couch as he nodded like crazy. Patrick chuckled and tousled his hair. "From now on, you're the boss at home. What you say goes." Maddy glanced at Patrick, a little unsure. "My brother seems