Xara remained silent, her gaze fixed on Bradley. She comprehended Bradley’s purpose in visiting the Sandersons better than anyone else. She also knew that if Bradley insisted on taking Felix away, she couldn’t stop him, even with the guardianship authorization letter handwritten by Esther back then. After all, biologically speaking, Bradley was Felix’s father.

Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Bradley flipped through the pages of Felix’s drawings, each marked with a date. Despite not being a professional psychologist, Bradley discerned the emotions depicted in Felix’s drawings.

Felix’s drawings exhibited subtle changes over time, indicating gradual improvement.

“Felix is my son,” Bradley asserted, emphasizing a fact Xara couldn’t deny.

Observing Bradley’s slightly worn face, Xara conceded, “I know Felix is your son, but you should understand that you only have a son if he’s alive. If you continue to press him and push him to the brink like his mother did, you’ll end up with nothing.”

Bradley closed the folder and didn’t want to hear more of Xara’s words.

“Esther is not dead,” he claimed.

sneered. “How long

witnessing her body being pushed into the incinerator with

Warner, I just want

your son, you should

are still unknown? If you have the time and resources, why not try

are the only things I want to say.

say so much to Bradley. However,

Felix was innocent. In Xara’s view, everything Bradley was experiencing now resulted from his

he hadn’t appreciated it. Now that she had left, it was too late for him

want to see

up to bring Felix

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