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Facing his mother's icy stare, Dylan Young curled his lip, changing his tune, "Fine, fine, I get it; I'll flatter, grovel, and suck up..."
Dylan Young rolled his eyes secretly and quietly ground his teeth.
If it hadn't been for his Bastard Second Uncle setting a precedent in his life, he would never have learned what it meant to suck up to someone in this lifetime.
It was thanks to Second Uncle's training; otherwise, he really wouldn't know how to please.
Looking at his mother walking in front of him, Dylan Young couldn't shake the feeling that somehow his mother's efforts were like drawing water with a sieve — all in vain.
Dylan Young shook his head, not caring anymore; he just had to get through the moment.
Being wheeled in and before seeing anyone, he put on an excited expression and happily shouted, "Grandfather, I'm here!"
The Old Man was having breakfast with Anthony Davis when the shout nearly made him drop his chopsticks from his hand in shock.