Chapter 175
Stephanie sat quietly in a corner, feeling bored as she glanced around the room. Suddenly, she noticed a comple
When their eyes met, she froze for a moment. “What’s the matter?”
Dominick then cast a strange look in Stephanie’s direction.
tense gaze directed at her.
She instinctively stood up and began to walk toward them. But as soon as Stephanie straightened up, she saw Vincent laughing his heart out, and she had a vague feeling that he was mocking her.
Dominick, like always, didn’t say much. He just lifted his half–full glass, clinked it with Scott’s, and drank it all in one go.
Stephanie then slowly sat back down, feeling she might have been overthinking. It was just three men drinking together, and Vincent’s sinister laugh surely meant he was joking about her again.
Vincent was indeed badmouthing her again. “Stephanie’s gotten so fierce and stubborn because of you. What man would want to marry her now? If Dominick ever divorces her, I bet she’ll never remarry. Let me know if that day comes. I want to witness it firsthand…”
Afterward, he laughed maniacally. It was obvious that his grudge against Stephanie had run very deep.
Although Vincent thought it was unlikely, the idea still gave him a twisted sense of pleasure. He pondered, ‘Let’s see how arrogant Stephanie can still be if she’s no longer with Dominick!‘
Scott had just gone through a divorce and felt heavy–hearted. But after seeing his buddies laughing so carefreely at the party, he couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Dominick, I heard from Mr. Benjamin Hayes that you agreed to let Vincent be the godfather to your twins?” he asked somewhat teasingly. Vincent remembered this and said with great emotion, “I’m about to become a godfather.”
Dominick then looked at his two childhood friends with a blank expression. He noticed that Scott’s smile had a touch of smug satisfaction, and Vincent was too enthusiastic.
Dominick irritably ignored them and thought that the only sane friend he had left was Oscar, but Oscar…
“What’s going on?”
Just then, a maid in uniform suddenly hurried over, looking anxious and worried. “Mr. Andy Roberts is missing…”
Upon hearing that, Vincent’s playful expression vanished instantly, and he urgently asked, “What do you mean missing? Has Andy gone missing?” “Mr. Andy Roberts was selected by his school to participate in a speech competition in Frostvale… He won first place, and I waited for him to come on stage for his prize, but he never showed up…” the maid stammered, clearly terrified of being blamed. “Mr. Roberts, I kept my eyes on him the whole time, but…but somehow he disappeared… I thought he might have come here looking for you since he knew you’d be here today…”
Vincent reacted immediately. “I’ll have the Pearson family search the area,” he said as he strode toward the door.
He thought, ‘Scott’s boy is very clever. He must have wandered off, but he’s still just a child, so we need to be cautious.
Dominick frowned slightly, “I’ll send someone…”
“Andy has run off many times before. No need to worry too much.” As Andy’s father, Scott was surprisingly calm. He pulled out his phone and tapped the screen a few times until a flashing red dot appeared on a map.
He showed the address to the maid and calmly instructed, “Andy is at this café. Go pick him up now. Call me if there’s any problem.”
“Sure… Okay.” The maid was nervous to death. Andy loved to wander, and this was the third time this month. She was relieved that he was safe, as she couldn’t bear the thought of something happening to him.
The maid then didn’t waste a second and hurried to the café to fetch Andy.
Dominick glanced at the tracker on Scott’s phone and raised an eyebrow. “This thing is handy.” Dominick thought he should get one, too.
Scott knew what he was thinking and couldn’t help but chuckle, “I bet Stephanie won’t be happy about it.”
Actually, his son Andy wasn’t happy about it either. The little guy always thought the children’s locator watch was silly and refused to wear it. Finally, the father and son agreed to put the watch in his small backpack, as the backpack would always be with him.
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Meanwhile, Molly, who was in the café, suddenly got excited and asked, “What is that? I remember this children’s watch can 1- hurry and get your dad to come pick you up…”
“I don’t want to.” The little guy coldly refused.
415, Kiddo,
Molly was so angry that she wanted to grab Andy’s small backpack directly. However, she kept telling herself that this little boy was only five years old, not to fuss with a child and not to frighten him.
Molly then put on a smiling face and was thinking of ways to coax him gently. But before she could say anything, the little guy next to her seemed thirsty, stretched out his tiny hand, and shamelessly picked up a milkshake on the table and started drinking it.
She was utterly furious at the sight and grumbled inwardly, ‘Here I was trying not to frighten Andy! Yeah right. The little brat had the nerve to steal my milkshake!
Maybe sensing Molly’s slightly murderous gaze, he paused and looked up at her with his innocent big eyes. Afterward, Andy calmly unzipped his small backpack, pulled out two bills, and handed her 40 dollars. He even coolly said, “Here, don’t bug me anymore.”
Although she usually had a good temper, she looked rather serious now. “Who taught you that, kid?”
Molly couldn’t feel any five–year–old’s innocence from this child as he carried himself like a little adult, very mature for his age.
“My dad said if
id if money can solve, it it’s not a problem. Don’t stress over unimportant things because it’s not worth it” Andy told her seriously.
Molly then frown
and wondered what kind of nonsense Scott had been teaching his son.
“Your dad works too hard. He probably said that half–asleep. Don’t take it seriously,” she remarked.
Andy replied, “My dad is right.”
Molly raised an eyebrow and teased him upon seeing his firm expression, “If you’re that obedient, why did you sneak out behind your dad’s back…”
“I’ll never see her again!” the little guy suddenly shouted as if releasing his bottled–up emotions. Once Andy said that, his face darkened, and he lowered his head, saying nothing more.
Molly was stunned by him and instinctively looked at the few women ahead. She knew the “her” Andy referred to was his biological mother, Chloe.
Molly reflected, ‘Didn’t Stephanie mention that Scott and Chloe were getting a divorce? Divorce hurts the children the most. Even if this is an early- mature, stubborn little guy, he would still be heartbroken.‘
She hesitated for a mon
before asking cautiously, “Do you want… How about I go with you to say hello to her?”
Andy, however, didn’t respond. He seemed nervous, clutching his small backpack tighter, and in a low, somewhat aggrieved voice, he said, “My mom doesn’t like me…”
When Molly heard this stubborn little boy say that, she suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for him.
She held Andy’s small hand somewhat firmly and said, “Since we’ve run into her here, let’s go over
and say
hello together.”
With that, Molly boldly walked toward Chloe and her group. Actually, the little guy was somewhat reluctant, as if he was scared and hesitant, but he still followed her.
Frankly, Molly and these three women in front of her could be considered enemies, and now she was actually walking right up to them, really out
of her mind.