Side Chick Era... Over

Chapter 710

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Chapter 710

Xavier raised his brows in mock surprise. “I’m Matty’s father. Coming to see my own son is only natural. How could that possibly be improper?”

Carter was momentarily silenced, unable to find a retort.

Sharon pressed her fingers to her temple, already feeling a headache forming. She turned to Carter. “You should head back. I’ll take Theo out today.”

Carter’s gaze hardened, cutting toward Xavier with a cold edge. “What’s this? You plan on taking my son out while fostering feelings with another man?”

Sharon frowned. “Must you always speak so harshly?”

“Truth has always been the harshest thing to hear,” Carter replied flatly.

Sharon parted her lips to argue further, but Theo tugged gently at her sleeve. Tilting his small face up to her, his eyes shone with pleading hope.

“Mom, Dad pushed aside work today just to come with me and see you… Can’t we let him come along too?”

Indeed, Carter had deliberately canceled his schedule, planning to take Sharon and their son out together, just the three of them. He had not expected Xavier and his son to appear first

and steal the moment away.

hesitated. Taking Theo along was fine-she had no objections. But including Carter… that was something she

interjected smoothly, “Since Carter is already here, we

surprise. “You mean…

into a faint smile. “If you don’t, I doubt any of us will be going

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a sidelong glare. “At least you’re

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“When you’ve dealt with enough shameless people, you learn to

others by your own standards.

“You seem to know the method well, Mr. Biggs. Do

often yourself?”

the sparring could escalate further, Sharon pressed her throbbing temples and cut them both

hated to admit it, but Xavier was right. If she refused Carter outright, knowing his petty nature, he might very well ensure

about whose car

expression unreadable. Xavier claimed the passenger seat, while Sharon sat in the back between

the road

trouble you today, Carter, for driving us all

tone dripped with implication, reducing Carter to little more

wasn’t fond of verbal sparring, and he had no interest in indulging

interior with idle curiosity. Then, as though struck by a thought,

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