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

you manage to upset your own son?” Vincent, who had rushed over after getting a call from his good friend,

a whiskey on

always very obedient? Is he going through his rebellious teenage years

go. He rarely drank, so the alcohol hit him hard, making his mind fuzzy. He shook his head and

you? How?” Vincent asked, intrigued,

Scott just grabbed another drink and continued drinking, clearly not wanting

was in. “Hey, if you can’t handle the alcohol, then don’t drink?

making it unclear how much he had already consumed.

friend’s well–being. Vincent grabbed his glass. Usually, Scott was very

social events.

to drink with me, not to control

flared. “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 kept

“Shut

nerve. Scott trembled all over, yelling through gritted teeth as if he were

Vincent didn’t dare bring up his brother again. Everyone had their own painful

supposed to be joyful, but it seemed like everyone was

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

a phone argument with Dominick and hadn’t reached out since.

plenty of friends. What made Dominick so

couldn’t bring himself to express his concern for his grandson directly. Instead, he beat around the bush, trying to

up to.

hadn’t been back to Wellington Villa for a long

idea,”

ached, a familiar sign of his gastritis flaring up. For some reason, this made Scott think of that silly Molly. Probably because she used to buzz around him like a bee, constantly reminding him to take his medicine

gripped his glass tightly, his expression growing more complicated.

the glass heavily on the bar and didn’t reach

looks like he has no intention of going back to Wellington Villa for Christmas. I wonder whom he’ll be spending Christmas

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

rowdy friends were already pestering him about where to go

“I don’t know if I’m getting

feel old, you should get a wife and settle down. Follow the trend and have a quick