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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at night, and the bar was alive with loud music and a

rushed over after getting a call from his good friend, found Scott,

a whiskey on

going through his rebellious teenage years already?” Vincent

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

How?” Vincent

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

“Hey, if

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

grabbed his glass.

at social

you out to drink with

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

“Shut

Something in 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

supposed to be joyful, but it seemed like everyone was in a

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

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

had plenty of friends.

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

up to.

Wellington Villa for a

have no idea,” Scott replied honestly.

some reason, this made Scott think of that silly Molly. 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 more complicated.

glass heavily on the bar and didn’t

no intention of going back to

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

Christmas approached, his rowdy friends were already pestering

if I’m getting old,

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