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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the bar was alive with loud music and a lively crowd.

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

a whiskey on

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

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

How?” Vincent asked, intrigued,

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

at him, seeing the state he was in. “Hey,

pale, making it unclear how

glass. Usually, Scott was very

at social events.

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

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 it up, you’d

“Shut

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

brother again. Everyone had

joyful, but it seemed like everyone was in a

to break the tension.

hadn’t reached out

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

himself to express his concern for his grandson directly. Instead, he beat around the

up to.

to Wellington Villa

no idea,” Scott replied

think of that 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 growing more

glass heavily on the

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

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

approached, his rowdy friends were already

know if I’m getting old, but I find

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