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 will you

not dead,” Bradley repeated, steadfast in his conviction, despite witnessing her body being pushed into the

just want to say two

your son, you should make the best

and their whereabouts are still unknown?

only things I want

truth, Xara didn’t want to say so much to Bradley. However, she

In Xara’s view, everything Bradley was experiencing now resulted from

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

want to see

got up to bring Felix

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