Chapter 167

At the Kindergarten.

“Milo, your mom and dad haven’t picked you up yet?” The other kids had trickled out one by one.

“Milo’s dad doesn’t want him anymore.” A group of kids huddled together, spreading rumors that Milo’s dad had abandoned him.

“That’s not true!” Milo, in his little denim overalls, glared at them with puffed cheeks. “Don’t make stuff up. My dad loves me a lot.”

But Milo was lying.

His dad didn’t like him at all.

“You’re the liar. My mom said Milo is the kid no grown–up likes. Your dad doesn’t like mom and he doesn’t like you either,” the ringleader stuck out his tongue at Milo.

“Don’t talk nonsense!” Milo reddened his eyes as he lunged to fight with the kids.

But the other kid was taller, Milo, a little kiddo, couldn’t win.

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“Milo, your dad doesn’t want you! Nobody is coming for you,” the bully taunted as no one. came to pick up Milo.

“My mom is running late.” Milo was pushed over and sat on the ground, bursting into

tears.

The ringleader picked up a stone to throw at Milo.

Milo was terrified, curling up. But then he saw Summer who had been quietly sitting in a corner making clay figures. Summer flung a lump of clay that hit the bully square on the forehead.

The bully was smeared with clay and started crying.

Milo, snotty and sobbing, couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of his tormentor looking so ridiculous.

Summer was so cool he thought.

Summer was serious as he stared down the bullies. “You’re so noisy.”

“Summer, you’re an orphan,” the ringleader ran off crying.

“Summer is not an orphan. He’s my uncle’s kid,” Milo stood up with a huff, hands on hips, defiance written all over his face.

The kids scattered, leaving only Milo and Summer in the classroom.

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Summer! Summer! Milo bounded over to Summer, shouting.

You’re so loud, Summer frowned, putting down the lump of clay.

“You look just like Uncle Rhett

course, he is my dad,” Summer said

you make those clay

want to engage.

didn’t dare to bully Summer anymore or beat

anyway.

so

little kids was just that simple.

up!” the teacher called from the

Was

clay figures, Summer ran out excitedly.

made a figure of his

“Slow down.”

gate, Rhett reached out for

jumped into Rhett’s arms.

a bit guilty.

Only Summer and Milo’s parents hadn’t arrived yet.

shoulder, not blaming him at all. “Daddy, are we

home?”

gaze shifting away. He wanted to sneak a strand of Summer’s

nodded eagerly. “Okay!”

peeked at Milo hiding behind the door and fell

for him.”

parents didn’t

see a timid little head poking

expression darkened, and he checked the time.

couldn’t come, were Caleb and the butler just

but no

the

Rhett, Ms. Eve drank too

child?” Rhett’s

Eve called Mr. Caleb. Didn’t he come

Was Caleb dead, not picking up his

watched Rhett, hearing the voice on the

Milo’s dad really didn’t want

take him home?” Summer asked

him?” Rhett ruffled Summer’s hair, secretly

complain because it was his dad.

seemed to

naughty.” Summer leaned on Rhett and spoke again. “But if he changes, I can

let’s go,

eyes as he peeked

to your house?” Milo asked quietly.

want to,” Rhett was quite disdainful

down, dejected.

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