Waylen placed the food box atop the car.
With hands on hips, he paced back and forth a few times, eventually coming to a stop.
“Are you serious, or is this just a game to you?”
Leonel’s smile waned.
“I’m serious!”
Waylen shot him a stern look.
Then, he thumped the car window loudly, resonating like thunder.
“Ross, get out here! Tell me, did you know from the beginning that these two kids were living together? And you had the nerve to claim Alexis wasn’t feeling well and needed soup! You spineless fool, letting these youngsters push you around like that. All these years of living, and what have you achieved?”
Ross emerged from the car, seemingly indifferent.
Waylen glared at him.
“If you had just told me outright, could they have done anything to you?”
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“I was worried you and Mrs. Fowler couldn’t handle it.”
Enraged, Waylen jabbed a finger at Leonel.
“Grab that soup and come upstairs with me!”
The two men ascended.
Waylen headed straight to the study in search of his precious daughter. Upon opening the door, he was greeted by the unmistakable scent of smoke.
He stood still.
Alexis was equally frozen, as was Leonel trailing behind Waylen.
It seemed Alexis had been smoking after dinner.
Quick on her feet, she opened the window to disperse the smoke.
“I just lit a few sticks. I didn’t smoke much, really.”
Positioned in the doorway, her father interrogated, “And how do you explain the extra person living in your home?”
Alexis leaned against the window.