Chad and Jack leaned thoughtfully against the car window, eyes full of speculation.
On the passenger seat, Charlotte, upset, absent-mindedly scratched her hair, then turned her eyes to the bustling freeway outside the car window. Follow current novels on NoveIＦire.net
The emotions she’d suppressed for a long time nearly burst out, but she could only divert her attention in a frustrated and confused state.
The appearance of Mr. Ross had sounded a warning bell for her, indicating that he would continue to intervene and would not give up until he achieved his goals.
And just like a moment ago, Adam Ross could stop Mr. Ross once, but he wouldn’t always be able to come to her rescue every time.
Leaning tiredly against the car seat, she closed her eyes, rubbed her aching eyebrow, showing the evident pain and confusion in her eyes.
Jordan Thompson cast a glance at her, wanting to say something but hesitated. In the end, he just sighed deeply and said nothing.
Arriving back at the apartment, after changing her shoes, Charlotte went straight back to her room.
When she fell onto the soft bed, her suppressed mood finally felt a bit better.
Outside the door, in the living room.
Chad looked into Charlotte’s bedroom with some concern, then pursed his lips, mumbling: "Mommy must be really upset."
A thought flashed through his mind, his eyes filled with determination as he looked at Jordan Thompson.
The latter was munching on an apple with a crisp sound, seemingly unconcerned about his appearance.
After a few seconds of hesitation, Chad asked, "Uncle Jordan, can we borrow your phone?"
At his words, Jordan paused, almost instantly understanding what the two kids were after.
A complex emotion flickered in his eyes before he finally sighed.
At his side, Jack nodded firmly.
With satisfaction in his eyes, Jordan reached into his pocket and after fumbling for a moment, he took out his phone. After unlocking it, he handed it to Chad.
Following that, Chad wasted no time in opening the contact list, found the contact identified as "Mr. Ross," and dialed the number.
Meanwhile, at the Blue Tone Club.
After leaving the amusement park, Adam Ross felt frustrated and ended up at the Blue Tone Club alone. Of course, there was another person who was equally frustrated - Justin Battleson.
The two of them sat in silence, neither of them initiating a conversation. Yet their occasional exchanges of looks seemed to convey their feelings.
Just as Adam was downing a drink, he heard his phone vibrating on the couch.
Pausing his gaze, he put down the glass and picked up the phone.
It was a call from Jordan?
With a sense of realization in his eyes, he answered the call. After a few moments of silence, he recognized the familiar voice coming from the other end of the line.
It felt like Adam’s softest spot in his heart was gently nudged, and he instantly felt a wave of tenderness.
He tightened his grip on the phone, asking, "Chad, what’s wrong?"
There was silence on the other end for a few seconds, then Chad’s muffled voice came through.
"Dad, that grandfather is too harsh. He also bullied mommy. Mommy cried because of Jack and me, and she accidentally drove drunk once."
The little boy pursed his lips and continued, "So, Dad, we don’t want to live with you anymore. Mommy worked hard to raise me and Jack, and we want to be with mommy forever."
Upon hearing this, Adam’s pupils dilated slightly.
At first, his eyes showed loss, then satisfaction.
The fact that the two children were so understanding and grateful proved that Charlotte had taught them the right values.
He should be happy about that.
His lips were pressed into a straight line, and his fingers that rested on the armrest of the couch curled up slightly. For once, Adam Ross felt conflicted.