Daddy, Chasing Mommy Back is On Us!

Cutting to the chase, Bradley explained to Pierre the purpose of his visit. "There are a few other antique collections in my room. Why don't you pick one that you like?" Upon hearing that, Pierre asked with a frown, "What do you mean by that?"

Even though Bradley's patience was running thin, he forced himself to remain coolheaded. "Mr. Fowler, you know I want the scrolls back, so stop playing the guessing game with me."

"Oh, so that's what you're after! Mr. Oberlin, my son was the one who brought the scrolls, so there is no need for us to return them to you. Haven't I already cleared up the misunderstanding with you during the birthday banquet?" Of course, Pierre would never admit to stealing them. If he did, he would be admitting that his son was a thief, which could potentially be troublesome.

"You" Bradley was so frustrated that he had no words to express himself. "Mr. Fowler, this won't be handled as a case of thievery, so your son didn't steal anything. The scrolls are important to me, so I hope you will be able to return them as soon as possible."

However, Pierre only waved his hand. "Of course this isn't a case of thievery! The scrolls belong to the Fowlers, and my son was merely having fun with them. As I said, I don't see why we should return them to you."

Pierre's stubbornness. "Fowler, stop messing around with me! Both of us know that the scrolls belong to us,

so there's no such thing as returning them to your family." Upon hearing that, Bradley was finally able to grasp what Pierre meant. "So you have made up your mind to keep the scrolls, haven't you?" There was a fierceness to his gaze as he stared at

say such interesting things. The scrolls had

able to leave here just like this! Hmph!"

his seat, Pierre took a sip

cup of tea. To deal

like the Oberlins, we will

give them a

while. He was so focused