Chapter 710 Debts Revisited

• Jefferson's brows drew together. “Axel, the man did raise you for sixteen years. Whether you like it or not, some debt of gratitude remains...”
• Annabeth's lips curved into a blade-thin smile, forged from winter steel. “If my memory serves, Grandpa, the so-called 'debt of gratitude' was settled four years ago. Are you here now to hand me a fresh ledger?”
• Jefferson's mouth had barely formed a word before it froze, surprise carving deep lines across his brow. “Axel, what exactly do you mean?”