A small voice in his head somehow managed to squeeze through the tight defenses in his mind.
‘Am I even needed here?’
He felt like laughing at himself before sternly pulling himself right back on the track.
‘Focus on your goal, and nothing else, Vincent. Nothing matters more than that.’
But even then, he couldn’t control himself. “How about your father?”
The two stopped eating. Even Jessamine stopped shoving food in her mouth and gaped at her boss after hearing such an unexpected question.
Silence twirled in the air. Vincent looked at the two who was avoiding his gaze. He can’t help his brows raising. He wants to ask again, wanting to push his own sons to the edge. “How about your father---”
“Ah!” Kelvin panicked and looked at them hurriedly. “What time is it?!”
“Ah, ah!” Alvin seems like he was beginning to panic too, he looked left and right as if he was trying to find the person that was chasing him. “Right!”