"Don't catch them all, or there won't be any left to see. Be a good boy and listen to me," Casper coaxed with endless patience.

He had always been like this for the past three years. He wasn't sure where this sudden surge of patience came from. Perhaps it was from the guilt he felt towards Eliza. Casper parked Robin's wheelchair and then sat down on a rock.

He glanced at his watch. It was nine o'clock. Taking out his phone, he sent Valerie a message. Great, he had been blocked.

"Dillon, can you check who Valerie is with right now?"

The response was immediate, "Of course, Mr. Casper."

Soon, Dillon called back, "Ms. Valerie is... she's currently dining with Dr. Martin... at the Rona Italian Restaurant."

Here he was with Robin, braving the cold wind, waiting for her, and she had gone on a date with Aaron.

He stood up, brushed off his pants, and started pushing Robin back home.

Robin was not satisfied yet, and threw a little tantrum. "I want to see more. See the fireflies."

"Tomorrow, I'll bring you again, okay?"

lie to

to you. Not like

him up to go to the Rona Italian Restaurant. The restaurant's ambiance was elegantly infused with a touch of medieval charm. The patrons were mostly high society elites and dignitaries. Casper walked over, pulled up a

looked around, no sign

bundle of joy, your son? Didn't

of mockery as

wiped her mouth with a napkin and coldly stood up. "Excuse me,

wrist was caught in a firm grip, pulling her into the men's

of the stall, the two of them

shock. "Mr.

come?" His hand gripped her waist tightly, her warmth nearly making him lose control, Do you

She struggled

to push him

her voice

with you?",

I ever

"Now that you've climbed up

you're talking

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