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 alive with loud music and a

son?” Vincent, who had rushed over after getting a call from his good friend, found

a whiskey on

very obedient? Is he going through his rebellious

his mind fuzzy. He shook his head and muttered. That little rascal,

you? How?”

drink and continued drinking, clearly not wanting to talk

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

were flushed red plus ghostly pale, making it unclear how much he had already

Vincent grabbed his glass. Usually,

social

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

so much that you ended up with gastritis. The doctor said if you kept it up, you’d get stomach cancer!”

“Shut

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

brother again. Everyone had their own painful past, wounds that were too raw and bleeding when reopened.

to be joyful, but it seemed like everyone

the ice in his glass, trying to break the tension.

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

plenty of friends. What made Dominick so

Stubborn as he was, the old man couldn’t bring himself to express his concern for

up to.

Villa for a

have no idea,” Scott replied

silly Molly. Probably because she used to buzz around him like a bee, constantly reminding him to take his

gripped his glass tightly, his expression

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

no intention of going back to Wellington Villa for Christmas. I wonder whom he’ll be spending Christmas Eve with Vincent mumbled

quite the playboy. He’d be out with his latest girlfriend, swiping his card left and right for jewelry, luxury cars, and partying on yachts with friends for

friends were already pestering him about where to go next.

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

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