It was September, and the waves crashing on the beach this year were not weak. Jason, with ice cream in one hand, had resumed his exploratory journey in the sand not far from his parents. Said parents were sitting on the sheet spread on the sand, with what Daemon had gone to buy accompanied by his son placed between them, beside the treasures unearthed by the little explorer of the family. They were both bare feet, their shoes placed at the side.
However, Evelyn was looking helpless at this moment after hearing about what went down in the shop between the father and the son. Opening her mouth, she complained with a wry smile:
"I said he doesn't like going to the dentist, I didn't think you would fool him into making a deal with you. Aren't you being unfair to your son? You are bullying him."
With an unabashed and calm look, Daemon shook his head lightly:
"Not at all. I did it for his own good."
"By manipulating him?"