Chapter 181 Young Uncle

Igor sighed and helplessly shook his head. "Tell me Justin, how can I not hate you?"

"Look at me—" Justin pointed towards his face. "Do you think I care?"

"I don't give a flying f*uck about it," he added. "But if you keep bugging my woman, the consequences you have to face are not gonna be pretty."

Without waiting for his reply, Justin left.

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[Next Day, Collins Mansion]

When Rachael came downstairs to make breakfast before Andrew woke up, she was startled when she saw a half naked man in her living room.

He was wearing only his boxers. His clothes and shoes were piled in one corner but weirdly he still had his socks on.

Rachael frowned and slowly approached him. But she couldn't see his face as it was buried on a cushion.

She had no idea who the man was but since he had managed to enter the mansion and had evidently spent the night in their living room without any problem, she assumed he was someone Andrew knew.

She contemplated for a while before rushing upstairs.

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[Bedroom]

"Andrew—" Rachael shook his shoulders to wake him up.

When he groaned, she tapped him harder. "Andrew, wake up."

"What happened babe?" He slowly opened his eyes.

"There is someone in the living room."

He pulled her down and placed his head on her lap. "Who?" He mumbled.

"I don't know." She sighed and nudged him. "Go down and check."

When he kept snuggling on her lap with no intention of getting up, she added, "There is a half naked man in my living room Andrew—"

"Are you sure it's not Owen?" He slowly opened his eyes.

"It's not Owen," she answered.

Andrew sighed and got up. "Who else could it be? I am sure it's him only."

"I am telling you it's not Owen." When he started walking out of the room, she followed him behind.

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​ [Downstairs]

When they arrived downstairs, Rachael grabbed Andrew's t-shirt and stood behind him.

"See, I told you it's not Owen—" she remarked as she looked at him.

Andrew sighed and helplessly shook his head. He then picked up the clothes from the floor and kept it on the couch.

Without saying anything, he patted the half-naked man's shoulder to wake him up.

When the man lifted his head, Andrew inquired, "When did you come?"

"3 Am—" the man answered before burying his face on the cushion again.

After a few seconds, he lifted his head again and looked at Rachael. "Hey—" he smiled.

Not knowing how to react, Rachael gave him a weak smile.

"Will you mind if I complete my nap first before introducing myself and greeting you?"

"Just go back to sleep—" Andrew threw another cushion at him before walking away along with Rachael.

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[Kitchen]

Since his sleep had already been disturbed, Andrew decided to help Rachael out in the kitchen rather than going back to sleep.

"Who is he?" Rachael curiously inquired.

"He is Daniel Volkov, my uncle."

"Uncle?" She widened her eyes in shock.

The man definitely didn't look old enough to be the uncle of a thirty-year old. In fact, he looked similar to Andrew and Owen's age.

"Young uncle," Andrew added. "He is a couple of years older than me."

"Wow—" she exclaimed. "I didn't know you had a young uncle."

"Hmm, he stays in Italy and rarely visits," he remarked. "I think I am seeing him after almost a year."

Thinking for a while, she asked, "So do you call him uncle or—"

Andrew chuckled and shook his head. "No, we call him by his name. He gets offended when we call him uncle. But whenever we feel like teasing him, we call him uncle in public places."

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[Three hours later]

Rachael had just completed cleaning the kitchen and dishes when Daniel woke up from his nap.

He was constantly rotating his neck and massaging his back with a slight frown in his face.

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"Do you want to shift in the room?" She inquired. He had been sleeping on the couch in a very uncomfortable position for a long time.

"It's fine, I am done with the nap for now," Daniel answered before getting up.

"You must be Rachael—" he smiled and walked towards her. But before he could go anywhere near her, he realised something and quickly took a step back.

He then grabbed his shirt and pants, and started wearing them. "Give me one second—" he turned around and zipped his pant up before walking towards her again.

"Hi—" He smiled. "I finally got the chance to meet you."

"I am Daniel Volkov, Andrew's handsome young uncle," Daniel added. "Technically, I am your uncle too but we don't have to be formal with each other. You can call me by my name."

"It's nice meeting you," Rachael smiled.

"So you finally woke up." Andrew came down.

"Yeah, that was a good nap." Daniel gave him a hug and patted his back. "How are you man?"

"Never been better," he smiled.

"Yeah, I can see that," Daniel chuckled. "And I can also see the reason." He glanced at Rachael.

"Kate did not come with you?" Andrew inquired.

"Oh no, she wanted to but she is out of station right now," Daniel sighed. "Your sister-in-law is more busy than you and me."

"Isn't she my aunt-in-law?" Andrew chuckled.

"Damn, say that in front of her and you are fucking dead."

Daniel Volkov was Andrew's maternal uncle, Semion Volkov and Helen Garick Volkov's youngest son.

When Daniel turned eighteen, Helen sent him to Italy to get trained under her father to take over the Garick's family business.

After taking over the family business just like his mother wanted, Daniel never came back home until necessary.

Just like Owen and Andrew, he also didn't share any close relationship with his parents, especially Semion. He had always maintained his distance.

In fact, he never once interfered in the Volkov family business until Owen and Andrew took over.

Andrew wrapped his arms around Rachael's shoulder. "Uncle Daniel is married."

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