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 lively

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

a whiskey on

Is he going through his rebellious teenage years already?” Vincent ordered a v

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

against you? How?” Vincent asked, intrigued,

another drink and continued drinking, clearly not wanting to talk about

in. “Hey, if you can’t handle

pale, making it

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

at social events.

I called you out to drink

when your brother wasn’t around. you drank so much that you

“Shut

over, yelling through gritted teeth

much. Vincent didn’t dare bring up his brother again. Everyone had their own painful past, wounds that were

joyful, but it seemed like everyone was in

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

and hadn’t reached out since. In all their years of friendship, this was their first

plenty of friends. What made Dominick so special, anyway?

old man couldn’t bring himself to express his concern for his grandson

up to.

hadn’t been back to Wellington Villa for a long time. Do you know where

idea,” Scott replied

she used to buzz around him like

glass tightly, his expression growing

the glass heavily on the bar and didn’t

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

reminisced about 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, and partying on

his rowdy friends were already pestering him about where to go

getting

Vincent’s serious tone. “If you feel old, you should get a wife and settle down. Follow the trend and have a quick wedding