Spoiled by the Silver Fox

Sebastian Ingram found himself looking out the window, feeling familiar with the scenery outside.

At the sound, Stephanie Bishop sat up, stretched lazily and said, "Are we there already? That was quick."

The driver chuckled wryly, "I've been driving for over an hour... does that count as fast?"

"Oh... Have I been sleeping for that long? Thank you!"

"No need to thank me... but I can't drive in, I can only stop at the entrance, you'll have to walk in."

Sebastian got out of the car, his emotions a mixed bag.

He understood now why Stephanie had bought a wreath.

He watched as Stephanie took the wreath out of the trunk and couldn't help but ask, "Why are we here?"

Holding the wreath, Stephanie walked over and said, "We should have come yesterday... but today is not too late... I don't think Mr. Ingram would mind." Mr. Ingram... his father?

Was Stephanie planning to take him to visit his deceased father on his birthday?

slightly and said, "Yes, my

Ingram, what kind of man was your

stern to outsiders, but was respectful to elders and

must have been very happy when your father was

he loved me very

meet him... I'm going to

really had no sense

he didn't mind at all... on the contrary,

the grave,

the man on the gravestone, who wore glasses, was dressed in a black suit, and bore some resemblance to Sebastian. She started, "He was very

she

of your son... As long as you don't mind, I'll always be with you May your spirit in heaven bless your son with peace and health, and everything

bowed three more times, and then

said, "Aren't you going

"It's not his death anniversary

quite rude for not paying our respects, we

involuntarily narrowed, "Yesterday was my father's