"Pfft!" Ruby Mercer couldn't help but laugh out loud when she heard Hannah Mercer's words. Could it be that Christopher Moore had been dead before?
Adam Mercer was silent for a while, then softly replied, "Mm."
Ruby Mercer suddenly had an illusion; at this moment, Adam Mercer and that certain Mr. Moore were really so alike. When both were indifferent about something, they'd simply respond with a "Mm," cold and detached.
Just as the big Christopher Moore and the small Adam Mercer were engaging in a gaze showdown, Richard Moore burst in.
"Adam, Adam, how is it? Are you happy?" Richard Moore said smugly, alive and kicking like a little boy seeking praise.
Even Christopher Moore couldn't help but roll his eyes, acting aloof in front of him and like a grandson in front of his actual grandson!
Oh well! After all, he's his own dad; he can't be disdained too excessively.
