Charles White had just stepped out of the car, and before he could greet anyone, he heard his fiancée sell him out. In a hurry to stop it, he was already a step too late.
His tall figure froze halfway, his eyes wide as he watched Chester Yale scrutinize him with his gaze, and Harrison Yale's cold eyes...
Feeling a chill down his spine, he straightened his back with determination, stepped forward, and pulled Molly into his embrace, covering her mouth with his hand.
"Molly said she missed her father, so I accompanied her back for a visit. By the way, I wanted to see if there's anything I can help with."
By the way, watch a show...
Charles White swallowed the last sentence back.
"Dad, look, I told you I missed you so much. You haven't told me if you missed me?" Zoe Yale, a straightforward kid who always loved sticking to her father from a young age, tugged on Chester Yale's arm coquettishly at Charles White's words.
