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.

your

“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.

front of him. “You look just

course, he is my dad,” Summer said with a hint

him. “How do you make those clay

didn’t want to

him, Milo didn’t dare to bully Summer anymore

anyway.

Summer had helped him, so he liked Summer even more.

little kids was just that

your dad’s here to pick you up!” the teacher called

Dad? Was

figures, Summer ran out excitedly.

had made a figure of

“Slow down.”

the school gate, Rhett

jumped into Rhett’s arms.

bit guilty. “Sorry

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

blaming him at

home?”

sneak a strand of Summer’s hair for a paternity

eagerly.

hiding behind the

for him.”

parents

and turned to see a timid little head

and he checked the time.

come, were Caleb and the butler just

but

the

Rhett, Ms. Eve drank too much.”

she abandoned her child?” Rhett’s voice was

Eve called Mr. Caleb. Didn’t he come to pick him

up, fuming. Was Caleb dead, not

the voice on the phone, and glanced back at Milo.

Milo’s dad really

take him home?”

dislike him?” Rhett ruffled Summer’s hair, secretly snagging a few strands.

complain

Everyone seemed to want

him, he’s just naughty.” Summer leaned on Rhett and spoke again. “But if he changes,

at Milo. “Milo, let’s go, we’re heading

his eyes as he peeked

Rhett, are you taking me to your house?” Milo asked

was quite disdainful

looked down,

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