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.

already done 5,000 pieces?”

space in my roam and work on it a bit each day?

was worried 10,000 pieces would be too hard,” she said.

excited, responded, “I’ll

pinched his cheek.

simple,” Andy said, confidently accepting the praise.

a meaningful glance at Scott, who was driving, and mouthed, “Looks like

eyes on the road, revealing a hint

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,

fries and handed it to Molly as if to please her. “Molly, these are

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a bit cold

hungry. You eat them,”

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

mean? If men weren’t afraid of hunger, were those who were not men? Vincent thought, feeling a pang of pain. This little boy was so cunning at such a

of fries and not shared them, showing no gratitude. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to

is a schemer, and Andy is a little schemer. They’re all deceitful. Damn, if 1 had known. I wouldn’t have meddled in their family affairs. My Christmas

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

had a son, he wouldn’t be so terrifying. Vincent

“Children de take after their parents. If I had a child, they’d be well- behaved… She couldn’t help but critique.

like me?” Andy, quick–witted, looked at her with his big, bright eyes, a bit anxious.

remark and glanced at her sharply through the rearview mirror.

meant if Stephanie

horrified, imagined it and sighed, “Stephanie… That would be