Crossroads

Chapter 311

On Christmas Eve, Molly found herself in a rather awkward situation.

She had been standing on the roadside, waiting for a car to take her home, when suddenly, a sapphire blue Lamborghini sped towards her. Terrified, Molly thought someone was trying to kill her. But then, the car screeched to a halt, and a familiar small figure jumped out.

“Molly, why did you come all the way to Carlorium? I’ve been looking for you all day. So, you and my dad secretly came here on vacation… How could you forget about me?” Andy had tracked her down to Caclorium.

Molly’s face flushed with embarrassment at the child’s innocent question. “No, it’s not what you think…” she stammered, desperately looking to the man beside her for support. But Scott, with a gentle smile, just patted his son’s head and said, “We’re going home now. He offered no further explanation.

Meanwhile, Vincent, who had driven Andy there, smiled and gave Molly an even more suggestive look. Molly thought to herself, ‘Great, now there’s no way to clear this up.

Since Vincent had driven there, Molly and Scott didn’t need to wait for a car. However, driving back from Caclorium to Havencrest would take at least four hours, whereas Scott and Molly had flown over by plane.

“Nothing better to do?” Scott asked as he got into the driver’s seat of Vincent’s flashy Lamborghini.

“You think I enjoy driving so many miles by myself? It’s all because of your son. He was worried sick, saying Molly was missing. Your parents said you were on a business trip. They asked me if I knew where you were, so I spent the whole day driving around, exhausted. What kind of Christmas is this? I only had a burger. He even ate it while driving, quite miserable. Vincent complained, stretching and relaxing in the passenger seat. He gave a cheeky glance at the rearview mirror and grinned. “Did not expect you two to actually be together

Vincent was blunt, and Scott, driving calmly, raised an eyebrow but said nothing. Sitting in the back seat, Molly overheard. their conversation and felt increasingly embarrassed.

“Molly, I’ve finished half of the dominoes you gave me… Andy, also in the back seat, scooted closer to Molly, suddenly much more affectionate after not seeing her for a few days.

5,000 pieces?” she

“It’s easy. I just find some space in my roam and work on

10,000 pieces would be

responded, “I’ll finish them all

pinched his cheek. “You’re so

Andy said, confidently

stayed silent. Vincent cast a meaningful glance at Scott, who was driving, and mouthed, “Looks like you’ll

the road,

Andy, who had worked late into the night to get halfway done. Yet, Andy claimed he could finish them all by tomorrow. Scott thought his son was getting more shameless by the day, Scott intended to drive home even a bit hard. But given the traffic on Christmas, Vincent wasn’t willing to. “I’m hungry, Vincent, sitting in the passenger seat, yelled without any

had secretly stashed away a bag of fries and handed it to Molly as if to please her. “Molly, these are

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a bit cold but

not hungry. You eat them,” she replied.

at them, but Andy, in his childish voice, said, “We’re men,

were those who were not men? Vincent thought, feeling a pang of pain. This little boy was so cunning at such a young

day, yet the boy had hidden a bag of fries and not shared them, showing no gratitude. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ

was full of resentment, thinking, Scott is a schemer, and Andy is a little schemer. They’re all deceitful. Damn, if

retorted, “Vincent, if you’re so capable, go have a kid

he wouldn’t be so terrifying.

feelings, Molly interjected, “Children de take after their parents. If I had a child,

Andy, quick–witted, looked at her with his

and glanced at

meant if Stephanie had a child, they’d be very lively and

and sighed, “Stephanie… That would be more than