Chapter 152

"Cedric, your mother called and asked me to take good care of you. Come back with me." Vivienne's voice remained gentle but now carried a hint of caution.

Holding onto her thigh, Tristan glanced at Cedric in fear, pursed his pale lips, and said, "Daddy, can you come back with Mommy and me?"

"You two should talk." Sean left the private room in a hurry, still feeling somewhat uneasy as he gazed in the direction of the room from time to time. He hoped that his nonsense would be slightly effective.

Cedric withdrew his gaze indifferently, and his voice turned even colder. "Leave."

"Cedric, please don't be like this, okay? Your body can't handle all this drinking."

The wine glass on the table was flung against the wall, and the red liquid mixed with glass shards scattered all over the floor.

"Get out!" Cedric shouted.

"Tristan and I won't leave." Vivienne bit her lip and crouched down to pick up the broken glass on the floor. Tristan was so terrified that his face turned pale, but he