"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

to you.

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 chair, and sat between the two, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, what

looked around, no sign

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

mockery as

and coldly stood up. "Excuse me, I need to go to the

reach the restroom door, her wrist was caught in a firm grip, pulling her into

the cramped space of the stall, the

Casper in shock. "Mr. Casper, what is

nearly making him lose control, Do you

She struggled

push him away

voice

fireflies with

"Did I

illness?" He pinned her against the door. "Now that

understand what you're talking about." She turned her

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