Dalton noticed that the atmosphere was not right. He raised his head and grabbed Vivian's fingers with his little hand. "Mom, who is this Aunt?"
"She's someone that Dad spent money to get rid of."
Without waiting for Vivian to speak, Shawn had already given his answer. With a cold sneer, he pulled out a thick stack of money from his wallet and threw it into the boss's arms. The corners of his eyes raised evilly and his gaze swept across the big bear and wooden carving that Dalton was looking at. "Is this enough to buy this bear and that wooden carving?"
"Enough, enough!"
The boss smiled with excitement as he quickly handed over the two items. The money he received was much more profitable than selling the two items.
Shawn played with the delicate and small wooden carving in his hand.
