Simon Zachary had a dark expression. "Don't sweat about it. As a parent, you should always be on the lookout for your children.""That's right, the clothes worn by President Zachary are custom-made, do you think you could afford to compensate him for it?" The man’s assistant, Franky Zimmer, was standing behind him as he rebuked in a low voice. Earlier, he was the one who had scolded her son.He glared at Sharon. 'She is so daring! A woman has never gotten so close to President Zachary before!'"Ain't it just a pair of pants? I can afford to pay for it!" Sebastian, who was being held by his mother, spoke up. He could not afford to let his mother endure the humiliation when he was the one who had caused the trouble.Simon placed his gaze on the little boy. He frowned as he found the little kid rather familiar.Franky sneered. "Hey brat, how will you compensate for it?"Sebastian took out his piggy bank that was in his little yellow duck bag and poured out all the spare cash he had
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