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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bar was alive with loud music and a lively crowd.

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

a whiskey on

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

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

you? How?” Vincent asked, intrigued,

grabbed another 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

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

at social events.

away, annoyed by his meddling. “Vincent, I called you out to drink with me, not to control me. You really have become a

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

“Shut

over, yelling through gritted teeth

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

supposed to be joyful, but it seemed like

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

Harlington, he’d had a phone argument with Dominick and hadn’t reached out since. In all their years of friendship, this was their first

own temper, figured he had plenty of friends. What made Dominick so

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

up to.

Wellington Villa for a long time. Do

idea,” Scott

Scott think of that silly Molly. Probably because she used

his glass tightly, his expression growing

he slammed the glass heavily on the bar and didn’t

of going back to Wellington Villa for Christmas. I wonder whom he’ll be

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

friends were already pestering him about where to go

I’m getting old, but I find them annoying

who had been somber, suddenly laughed at Vincent’s serious tone. “If you feel old, you should get a wife and settle down.