"If you want to go, feel free to do so. I can't bear the embarrassment that would come with it." Huxley had been tossing and turning for days, unable to sleep or eat over the mess his son had stirred up. Despite his harsh words and reproaches, how could he not ache for his only child? The trouble was monumental, and Huxley wanted to help, but it seemed there was no way for him to get a grip on the situation.

Once the car engine started, Huxley said in a deep voice, "We'll wait for the paternity test results. We can only hope the kid isn't Jeffrey's. If she's not, then I'll approach the Miller family." If it turned out otherwise, he knew he wouldn't have the face to show up.

When Everett called Jeffrey, he was in a drunken stupor, barely able to hold his phone steady.

"Everett..." "You're drinking?" Everett's voice was always crisp and cold with others.

"Yeah, I've had a few. No one to stop me now, I can drink all I want! Everett, I'm single now! Hahaha... Single!" "I heard about the breakup." "Dorothy told you?" "No.

Jeffrey chuckled self-deprecatingly, plopping down on the floor with his bottle in hand. "Doesn't matter who told you. What matters is I'm single now! Everett, I used to crave the single life, to play around, shirk responsibility. And now, when I want to settle down, to be responsible for a woman, it all falls through." Everett frowned on the other end of the line. He disliked talking to drunks, and if it weren't for the pressing matter at hand, he would've hung up.

Lopez, I'm off duty today. I've had a heartbreak, I'm on leave!" "It's about Karen. Do you want to

hit Jeffrey like

this would've happened.” The other end of the phone was running out of patience. Everett cut to the chase, "I had someone tail their car, just in case my mother tried

pinged with an

Karen arriving at the

to sober up a bit and

came first. "Karen, I'll transfer the rent to you." Then Karen, " Don't be ridiculous! You're making me angry." Jeffrey furrowed his brows, watching the three-minute video until

just idle chit-chat? He got up and splashed his face with cold water in the bathroom before sending

this supposed to mean? I don't get it.] It wasn't long before Everett

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