Everett didn't give Dorothy a heads-up before he dashed off to the meeting.

He pulled up in front of the agreed-upon diner, lifting his gaze to the signboard.

Gotta admit, it looked pretty cozy and romantic.

Clearly, someone had put thought into choosing this spot.

Everett swung open the car door and stepped out, unbuttoning the top button of his shirt and leaving his tie behind in the car.

His dark suit hugged his broad shoulders and narrow waist, complemented by that handsome face of his.

Just the short walk from his car to the diner had already turned a few heads.

Upon entering, Everett immediately spotted Byte 7 sitting in a corner.

Still in his hoodie and jeans, as loose and careless as ever, but instead of his usual black, white, or gray, today it was a Klein blue that made his already pale skin look almost translucent. The epitome of teenage disillusionment.

Hearing footsteps, Byte 7 finally dragged his gaze away from his phone screen.

Seeing Everett, his brows knitted together. "Why is it you?"

pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down. "Who were

steal my son was one thing, but aiming for my wife too? You really think I'm out of the picture, huh?"

reliable older

in his seat, "You're not even back together. What, am I not allowed to

stand a

you were so sure, why pretend to be Dorothy

chuckled, the corners of his lips

like you still don't care about your

"I've moved it."

Well, let's see where you've

his phone,

7 couldn't

hit hard by Everett,

"Everett, don't push it!"

treasure; I've got to keep an

war!" Byte 7 slammed the table,

from Everett froze him in his

on Dorothy

my server alone

his phone to Byte 7. "S was just replying to a message

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