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.

along was fine-she had no objections. But including Carter… that was

her reluctance, Xavier interjected smoothly, “Since Carter is

in surprise. “You mean… take

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a sidelong glare.

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with enough shameless

measure others by your own standards. That would

a brow. “You seem to know the

often yourself?”

Sharon pressed her throbbing temples and cut them both off. “Enough. It’s getting late.

was right. If she refused Carter outright, knowing his

in Carter’s car. Xavier played the part of the gracious guest, unconcerned about whose car they took. Since both Theo and Matty

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

eased onto the road toward

smile, Xavier remarked, “We’ll have to trouble you today, Carter,

implication, reducing Carter to little more than a

pressed thin, offering no reply. He wasn’t fond of verbal sparring, and he had no interest in indulging

wasn’t done. He glanced around the car interior with idle curiosity. Then, as though struck

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