49: His innocent eyes

Felicity

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By the time I reached Pack, Andre was awake and looked disappointed when he saw Massimo wasn’t beside him in the back seat.

Picking up his school bag, he ran out of the car the moment I parked. He didn’t even wait for me. I felt his bag looked a little puffier than usual as if there was something in it except for his books and notes.

Did Massimo buy him anything?

I followed him to ask what he did with Massimo while I was in the salon. Little did I know, it wasn’t that easy, not when I saw Andre telling Dad whatever happened today by sitting in his lap. That information also Included meeting his father and his sister.

Holy Fuck!

That wasn’t the way I had planned to break this news to Dad or Frederick. I glared at Nimo, who still kept telling Dad, ignoring my scary expression because he knew that his grandfather was there for him.

"Amee, we need to talk," Dad said, narrowing his eyes.

Andre yawned before speaking, "It’s my nap time. I’m going to rest, Grandpa," He said, leavin