Family Conflict
Author: Jericho Chase
last update2026-04-27 23:56:13

Oswald was outside on the west lawn of the shepherd estate, supervising the gardening staff as they pruned the hedges and tended to the rose bushes.

Just then, he looked up as Bruce approached, with Kenshin flanking beside him.

"Master Bruce," Oswald said, bowing slightly. "I wasn't expecting you back so soon. How are Tyler and Lucy?"

"We need to talk," Bruce said, his tone grave.

Oswald's smile dropped when he looked over at Kenshin. His eyes narrowed almost immediately. "What seems to be th
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