"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?"

can't lie to

you. Not like your

of medieval charm. The patrons were mostly high society elites and dignitaries. Casper walked over, pulled up a chair, and

around, no sign of

your bundle of joy, your son? Didn't he come? A

was full of mockery as he clapped his

coldly stood up.

the restroom door, her wrist was caught in a firm

stall, the two of

at Casper in shock. "Mr. Casper, what is this

hand gripped her waist tightly, her warmth nearly making him lose control,

She struggled

push

voice cold

fireflies with you?",

"Did I ever pronte,

not care about Robin's illness?" He pinned her against the door. "Now that you've climbed

understand what you're talking about." She turned

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