Chapitre 105: Chapter 102

THIRD-PERSON POINT OF VIEW:

"Why are you coming with us?" Tristan frowned, showing his displeasure as he looked at the man with a sharp glare. The man scoffed at what he said. "Hey, I should be the one asking you that. Why are you coming with us? I'm supposed to play with Theodore today," the man said as he glared back at Tristan.

"Oh, is that so? I'm leaving, then," Tristan said as he smiled at him while raising his brows, clearly still annoyed at him.

"No! Uncle, you're not allowed to leave!" A little boy yelled loudly as he grabbed the hem of Tristan's shirt.

He was a kid with straight dark red hair that was almost close to black, sharp amber eyes, a tall nose, pink lips, and rosy chubby cheeks, resembling his father more.

Tistan looked at the man with a smug face as he shrugged. "What do we do about this, Xander? I guess he wants me here, too," Tristan said, smiling smugly.