Yolanda coldly snorted, "He's not my dad, he's my uncle-in-law, and he's incredibly rich. He could buy all the cardplay stores in the world."
His chubby little hands tightened around Spencer Sullivan's neck.
Soft and warm.
Spencer Sullivan's heart suddenly softened like it had turned to water.
Looking at Yolanda's close-up face, he found himself strangely wishing that the boy would call him "Dad".
All the cardplay stores in the world...what a concept! The three children laughed, mocking mercilessly, "Don't brag, sick kid. We heard you were sick and couldn't even get better. My mom told me not to play with you."
Seeing their mocking faces, Yolanda kicked her legs in anger, "Uncle-in-law, put me down! I want to argue with her."
He struggled, twisting his body.
He definitely looked like he wanted a fight.
Spencer Sullivan: "..."
True to her nature, Yolanda was an expert in arguing, just like her aunt.