Wyatt Lewis tugged at his lips, "I'm taking a day off today."
Alitzel Williams snorted softly, "Taking a day off? Who did you ask for permission?"
"My brother." Wyatt hurriedly moved closer to Waylon Lewis, "Right, bro?"
Waylon was unsympathetic, "Sorry, I'm not aware of it."
"Now you know."
Alitzel raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in her eyes, which signaled her tacit approval of Wyatt's clingy request to stay home.
Hope Williams also shook her head with a light smile. Wyatt always seemed carefree and reckless, as if nothing mattered, but he was actually quite attentive to Aria.
As Hope passed by Christopher Lewis, she clearly sensed an oppressive aura around him, making him feel out of place in the room.
Was he sulking?
Hope asked concernedly, "Dad, what's wrong?"
Christopher glanced at Alitzel behind him and snorted, "Nothing, it's just someone wouldn't feed me, so I'm going to eat out by myself."
Hope, "..."
Not feeding you?
