Chapter Thirty-Three

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

*To the Orwells!*

"But the question is, who will be the instrument of vengeance?" The mother asked soberly, gliding her gaze between her two sons. "Nevertheless, it is going to be a very cooperative mission. All hands must be on deck. And I mean you two must get along. But first, we will need someone to keep an eye very closely on their day-to-day life."

Drake knew from the start that he wanted to be the one and not his stupid brother. He's gonna ruin so many things. And he despises working in a team. He's a solo maniac so it's a big NO.

Drake signified with a show of his hand mid-air. " I will volunteer mother. You know I am best suited for this, unlike my brother."

His brother chuckled softly. " Mother, let's be honest, this is a revenge game we're talking about here, brother. Let's face it, Finn is going to ruin the mission before it takes shape. He's too soft!" He chided. Calling his name made his insides churn in disgust and anger. Belittling like he's a ki