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

Vincent, who had rushed over after getting a call from his good friend,

a whiskey on

Is he going through his rebellious teenage years already?”

rarely drank, so the alcohol hit him hard, making his mind fuzzy. He shook his head and muttered. That little rascal, after all I’ve done for him,

you? How?” Vincent asked,

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

seeing the state he was in. “Hey, if you can’t

were flushed red plus ghostly pale, making

Vincent grabbed his glass. Usually, Scott was very

social events.

now, Scott angrily pushed him away, annoyed by his meddling. “Vincent, I called you out to drink with me, not to control me. You

wasn’t around. you drank so much that you ended

“Shut

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

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

but it seemed like everyone was in a

to break the tension. “Do you know what Dominick

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

he had plenty of friends. What made Dominick so special,

to express his concern for his grandson directly. Instead, he beat around the bush, trying to find out what Dominick had

up to.

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

idea,” Scott

flaring up. For some reason, this made Scott think of that silly Molly. Probably because she used to buzz

his glass tightly, his expression growing more complicated.

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

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

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

approached, his rowdy friends were already pestering him about where to go next.

if I’m getting old, but I find them annoying

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