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Hearing his father\u2019s voice, Eric immediately jumped up from the couch. \u201cDaddy, you\u2019re back!\u201d he cheered happily.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Felix Wilson walked over and scooped up his son. \u201cWhat\u2019s going on? Did Damian upset you again?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before Eric could respond, Damian cut in first, \u201cYour son takes after you. Completely shameless.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Felix didn\u2019t take offense; instead, he offered a faint smile. He sat down on the sofa with Eric in his arms and looked at Damian. \u201cI\u2019d say he probably takes after you more.\u201d His words subtly implied Damian was the shameless one.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian caught the implication. He raised an eyebrow, feigning nonchalance. \u201cI certainly didn\u2019t teach him to be so persistent in chasing after little girls.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Felix, while adjusting his son\u2019s collar, responded, \u201cAnd what else? Did you teach him anything useful?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He then turned his full attention to Damian. His gaze was calm yet penetrating, making Damian feel uncomfortably exposed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Shifting under the stare, Damian averted his eyes. \u201cYou\u2019re a lawyer. I\u2019m not getting into a debate with you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
With that, he stood up. \u201cI\u2019m heading out. Don\u2019t miss me too much.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Felix made no move to stop him, simply looking down at Eric. \u201cDaddy will take you to the park to paint an autumn landscape.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing this, Damian immediately turned back. \u201cPainting autumn?\u201d he asked, intrigued.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Felix looked up at him. \u201cIt\u2019s Eric\u2019s kindergarten assignment. Due tomorrow.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian\u2019s eyes lit up with an idea. The next moment, he declared, \u201cThen have the kindergarten organize an autumn field trip for next week. I\u2019ll take Eric.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Felix naturally understood what mischief Damian was plotting. He said, somewhat exasperated, \u201cYou\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian cut him off. \u201cIt\u2019s settled then. You arrange it. Don\u2019t worry, I won\u2019t lead your son astray.\u201d He grinned mischievously as he spoke, making Felix feel an inexplicable urge to smack him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But given their years of deep friendship, Felix trusted Damian\u2019s character. His tongue might be\u00a0<\/p>\n
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sharp, but he\u2019d never truly done anything dishonorable.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian left Felix\u2019s place and headed to the parking garage.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once in his car, he didn\u2019t start the engine immediately.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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He took out his phone, scrolling through his message history with Scarlett. In the text box, he typed and deleted messages repeatedly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the end, he didn\u2019t send a single one.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His eyes darted around, and a mischievous idea popped into his head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He found a very realistic photo of an injured finger online, saved it, and then posted it to his social media feed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cPosting to ask: What should I do with a finger injury like this?\u201d he wrote.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The photo showed a finger covered in blood, with a deep, long gash clearly visible.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He set the post to be visible to Scarlett only.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After posting, he locked his phone screen and tossed it onto the passenger seat.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He turned on some music, humming and tapping the steering wheel, trying to mask the restlessness inside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After waiting several minutes, his phone screen finally lit up\u2013a notification had come in.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He practically lunged for the passenger seat, grabbing the phone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But after unlocking the screen, there was only one notification\u2013a promotional alert. It wasn\u2019t the concerned message from Scarlett he\u2019d hoped for.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The smile froze on his face, and he threw the phone aside again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But then he thought, what if Scarlett had commented on his post?\u00a0<\/p>\n
So, he grabbed the phone again and checked his notifications. Sure enough, there was a red indicator.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian clicked on it immediately, but his smile vanished once more.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The notification showed\u2013A friend liked your post.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Furious, Damian immediately removed that friend from his contacts.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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He held his phone, waiting and watching, but no message or comment came from Scarlett.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finally, Damian gave up. He hit the steering wheel hard in frustration and muttered discontentedly, \u201cScarlett, you\u2019re so heartless. You must have ice running through your veins.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u0aa8\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was genuinely upset. Sure, he\u2019d said something about her defending Vincent, but did that mean she didn\u2019t care if he lived or died?\u00a0<\/p>\n
If Vincent had posted something like this, Scarlett would probably have blown up his phone with calls by now.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But when he was hurt, she didn\u2019t offer a single word of concern.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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At Theron Manor, Scarlett was putting Clara\u2019s hair up in a ponytail. Just as she finished, she sneezed twice involuntarily.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Clara, admiring herself in the mirror, swung her little legs and took a bite of her custard tart. She smiled sweetly. \u201cAuntie is so good at this! It looks just as nice as when Mommy does it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett touched Clara\u2019s ponytail and said without thinking, \u201cVanessa really likes this hairstyle too. I always used to do it for her\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her voice trailed off, her mood sinking.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Clara saw her aunt\u2019s sad expression in the mirror and quickly said, \u201cAuntie is so wonderful. It\u2019s Vanessa who doesn\u2019t know how to appreciate you. She\u2019ll regret it someday.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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