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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and the bar was alive with loud music and

to upset your own son?” Vincent, who had rushed over after getting a call

a whiskey on

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

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

How?” Vincent asked, intrigued,

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

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

pale, making it unclear how much

Vincent grabbed his glass.

at social events.

out to drink with me, not to control me. You

Vincent’s temper flared. “Scott, don’t you remember? Back when your brother wasn’t around. you drank so much that you ended up with gastritis. The

“Shut

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

his brother again. Everyone had their own painful past, wounds that

but it seemed like everyone was in a bad

the tension. “Do you know what Dominick

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 real

plenty of

days ago, George actually called Vincent. Stubborn as he was, the old man couldn’t bring himself to express his concern for his grandson directly. Instead, he beat around the bush, trying to find out what Dominick had been

up to.

hadn’t been back to Wellington Villa for a long

no idea,” Scott replied

Probably because she used to buzz around him like a bee, constantly reminding him to take his medicine and forbidding hiny from drinking alcohol

his expression growing

on the

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

girlfriend, swiping his card left and right for jewelry, luxury cars, and partying on yachts with friends for three

his rowdy friends were already pestering him

know if I’m getting old,

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