Crossroads

Chapter 299

The atmosphere in Roberts Villa had been heavy lately. It was mainly because Andy had fallen out with his father.

With a voice still childish. Andy yelled at his father, “Why did you pick on Molly!” His eyes turned red like rabbit’s as he got more agitated. “I saw her crying! I ran after her and called out to her, but she ignored me. She never ignored me before. You need to apologize to her. I won’t talk to you anymore. I don’t want you as my dad!”

“Andy, watch your mouth!” If it hadn’t been for the fact that Scott’s parents were at home that day, the argument would have never ended.

In the end. Andy clutched his giant box of dominoes and threw himself into his grandmother’s arms. The proud little brat actually broke down in tears and wouldn’t stop, no matter how much the elders tried to comfort him.

“You sure have a lot of patience for a little brat,” Molly remarked

“Of course,” Andy replied, turning shy as his face blushed.

“If I gave you a lot more, you’d lose your patience and wouldn’t finish,” Molly teased.

“I would finish it for sure!” Andy knew that silly Molly was just trying to provoke him.

“Well, you and your dad are both so stubborn. Even if there were ten thousand dominoes, you’d set them all up just to knock them down with one flick and watch them fall, feeling that rush

Molly knew very well about their quirky habits.

Hugging his gift, Andy grew sadder as he thought about it. With loud voice, he cried while declaring to his dad. This is my gift. Why did you throw it away? From now on, you are not allowed to touch my things. They’re mine!”

In reality, Scott was innocent. He never intended to throw away t

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was late at night, and the bar was alive with loud music and a lively crowd.

rushed over after getting a call from his good friend, found Scott, the usually refined man, drinking alone at

a whiskey on

very obedient? Is he going through his rebellious teenage years already?” Vincent

downed his half–full glass in one go. He rarely drank, so the alcohol hit him hard, making his mind fuzzy. He shook

against you? How?” Vincent asked, intrigued,

grabbed another drink and continued drinking, clearly not wanting

the state he was in. “Hey, if you can’t handle the

plus ghostly pale, making it unclear how

Vincent grabbed his glass. Usually, Scott was very sensible and never

at social

drink with me, not to control me. You really have become a busybody, just like Stephanie

“Scott, don’t you remember? Back when your brother wasn’t around. you drank so much that you ended up with gastritis. The doctor said if you

“Shut

in those words struck a nerve. Scott trembled all over, yelling through gritted teeth as if he were trying to escape from

Everyone had their own

supposed to be joyful, but it seemed

shook the ice in his glass, trying to break the tension. “Do you know what Dominick has been up to

reached out since. In all their years of friendship, this was

he had plenty of

to express his concern for his grandson directly. Instead, he beat around the bush, trying to find out

up to.

said Dominick hadn’t been back to Wellington Villa for a long time. Do you know where he’s staying?”

idea,” Scott replied honestly.

that silly Molly. Probably because she used to

gripped his glass tightly, his expression growing

slammed the glass heavily on the bar and didn’t reach for

It looks like he has no intention of going back to Wellington Villa for Christmas. I wonder

past Christmases when he was quite the playboy. He’d be out with his latest girlfriend, swiping his card left and

rowdy friends were already pestering him about where

sighed, “I don’t know if I’m getting old,

somber, suddenly laughed at Vincent’s serious tone. “If you feel old, you