After the divorce, he begged

“You knew Mom would be upset, but you still did it. So much for caring about her like you say,” Samuel said seriously, his big, round eyes glaring at Jeffrey with obvious annoyance.

Jeffrey lifted his brow with a playful smirk. He thought, ‘Didn’t expect the kid to catch that.’

“Anyway, I’m telling Mom everything,” Samuel insisted, refusing to get tricked. “She deserves to know what you’re really like.”

Jeffrey replied, “And then what?”

Samuel shot back, “Then she’ll stay away from you, and you’ll never become my dad.”

“And how’s that any different from now? All you’re doing is making her upset and not bringing any happiness at all,” Jeffrey said, squatting down to meet Samuel’s gaze, his usual mind games in full swing.

He continued, “Looks like you don’t really care about her as much as you say.”

Samuel tried to argue, only to realize he’d walked right into Jeffrey’s trap.

He thought, ‘Damn it. He’s too scheming!‘

Samuel thought fast, and after a long pause, he finally blurted out, “Keep acting like this and you’ll end up losing your son.”

“Doesn’t matter. You never even acknowledge me as your dad, anyway,” Jeffrey said, giving a thin smile with amusement flickering in his eyes.

Samuel shot back, “No one’s gonna visit your grave after you pass away.”

Jeffrey grinned. “Don’t worry, I’ll make all the arrangements before I die. By then, you’ll have to wait in line just to visit me.”

Samuel didn’t know what to say.

Money might not make ghosts work for one, but it sure could hire people to visit one’s grave.

“Got anything else to say?” Jeffrey’s tone stayed smooth and gentle. “If not, just admit you’re beat and forget everything you saw, heard, and learned.”

“You really think I can’t out–talk you, huh?” Samuel shot back sincerely.

Jeffrey answered coolly, “Right now, yeah.”

in these debates?” Samuel snapped back, his voice ringing clear. “Mom still won’t come

“That hurts. No wonder

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win Samuel over, the bedroom door swung open, and Rebecca stumbled out, still

the two of them standing there in a weirdly harmonious but equally strange way, Rebecca felt confused. She asked, “What’s going

Samuel drag a small chair here? Are these two having some deep

what?‘

ran over and clung to her. “You’re

tousled his hair.

I were

Rebecca stared, completely baffled.

Jeffrey, suspecting nonsense. She thought, ‘Talking about this in the morning with our son? What’s wrong

a crowd lining up to visit his grave,” Samuel piped up, sounding extra petty. “If we don’t stick around, we’ll have to fight for a spot

thought, ‘Dad moved me away in the middle of the night, and I just twisted his words

snapped fully awake, her eyes filled with a whirlwind of emotions as she turned

didn’t say that,” Jeffrey

have to wait in line just to

died on his lips.

him,” Rebecca said,

Samuel were

Samuel shot his dad a look that said loud and clear, ‘See? Even Mom’s rooting for an early

to say.

brat.

issue, just nodded slightly to Rebecca. “Got

didn’t say anything more. Once she was sure Samuel had woken up by himself, she headed back to the bedroom to

was just the two of them

Mom