Serena Sutton and Mr. Sutton were both startled by Ethan Sutton's voice, Mr. Sutton gasped, clearly caught off guard.
Ethan Sutton strolled over and immediately smelled smoke, raising his eyebrows, "Old Sutton, you're really something, hiding here to smoke."
His voice was lazy, but it was loud enough. Scared, Mr. Sutton quickly covered his mouth, worried Ms. Hayes would hear, "Keep your voice down."
Ethan Sutton was unwilling, pulling away Old Sutton's hand, "If you keep this up, you'll be discovered sooner or later. Better quit honestly."
Mr. Sutton snorted lightly, "You're the last one in this house who should tell me to quit smoking. If it weren't for you smoking at home every day, I- I smell it, wouldn't my cravings act up?"
"Oh? So it's my fault then?" Ethan Sutton felt deeply helpless. He glanced at the trash can and threatened, "Do you believe I'll report you right away?"
Seeing the two of them arguing, Serena Sutton yawned and slowly slipped back to her room.
