Chapter 83

Daniel had already gotten used to Patricia’s thoughtful companionship, and even relied on her to the point where his initial intentions of a mutually beneficial relationship had evolved into genuine care. So, when he saw Brandon snub Patricia, his face turned stormy in an instant. “What’s with that attitude? Is that any way to treat your mom?”

Brandon spun around, glaring at him. “My mom’s been dead for ages.”

Patricia’s face stiffened.

Then Brandon turned to Patricia and Daniel. “Did you guys hit up Sophia the other day?”

Patricia’s spirit deflated. She had been warned by Brandon not to contact Sophia.

“Just ran into her at school and chit–chatted a bit, Patricia’s voice faded, even sounding a bit shaky.

“Just a chat?” Brandon’s lips curled up slightly, but he quickly composed himself and looked at her calmly, “Mrs. Crawley, I used to call you ‘mom‘ out of respect for your situation, but let’s get one thing straight. Just because you are my stepmother doesn’t mean you get to badmouth or meddle with my people. If there’s a next time, don’t expect me to hold back.”

Patricia’s face turned sour.

Daniel was also furning. “Brandon, what the hell are you blabbering about? Apologize to your mom, now”

“You too, Dad,” Brandon continued, “I hope I don’t have to stop calling you ‘dad after today!

Daniel was livid.

feelings. It’s my bad, just happened to bump into her that day. I thought it’d be nice to catch up over a meal. I didn’t realize

a

Daniel fell

known Brandon as a self–disciplined and calm individual, always polite and composed. They were taken aback by his blunt and harsh

their door ajar, had overheard the commotion. Curious,

there was a family spat and tried to play peacemaker with a chuckle. “What’s going on

warm invitation. “Hey, little Crawley, come on over tonight. Martin has invited Yolanda over for dinner. You should join. It’s been

passing over

there, expressionless, yet his eyes were fixed intently on Brandon.

offer. “Yolanda’s never coming back.”

shifted

kind of crap are you talking? Who speaks

and with an impassive face, watched the varied expressions

to the underground

shut, got in, buckled up, and amoothly shifted gears. As the car passed the elevator

he had used Sophia as a cover. Though she was puzzled at the time,

Sophia’s eyes were filled with him, and they were considering whether to keep the baby

in just a few short days, everything had changed, the past was the past, and nothing was the

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