The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Maxwell sighed and turned around. He was walking back to the mansion when he bumped into another person. This time, it was his son, Lucas.

“Aren’t you going to work today?” Maxwell asked with concern, though it seemed to have not landed well with Lucas.

Lucas glanced at his father coldly. “I’m going right now,” he said neutrally.

Maxwell was used to being treated so coldly by Lucas, so he thought nothing of it and walked back to the mansion.

The atmosphere inside the mansion was very gloomy. Phoebe and Anya were still hugging each other, crying.

Maxwell simply glanced at them and walked upstairs to wash his hand in his attached bathroom without asking anything. It was as if nothing happened at all.

at their incessant crying. “For god’s sake, will you two just stop

grossly swollen by then. “Grandpa…”

her tears. “Dad, Anya was just

daughter? Anya must’ve learned all those dirty tricks from you! After all, you’re the type that’s

you’d rather believe the words of an outsider instead of mine and Anya’s?! Yes, it’s true Anya was the mastermind behind the online scandal, but hasn’t it ever crossed your mind that she’s doing it to

he could say anything, Beatrice—who was massaging her temples—butted in impatiently, “We’ll find out in three days whether Corinne stole Josephine’s university spot from her. Let’s

looked at Beatrice worriedly when she said she was getting a headache from all the crying. He then turned back to Phoebe and Anya. “Stop crying now, and go do what you’re supposed to do. I swear you two are going to be the death of

dare to say anything after that. She quickly pulled Anya up, and the two of them went back

you alright, old dear?” asked Cedric worriedly. “Shall I

be necessary. I’m fine. I just need a little

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