Charles Douglas said angrily, "I am going to say it, and I want the whole world to know, let's see if that brat Skyler Jones can still be so carefree..."
"Daddy!!!"
Seeing his daughter's pleading eyes, Charles Douglas finally restrained his anger and said softly, "Alright, alright, Daddy can't win over you, do as you like, but you must not worry yourself over that brat Skyler Jones!!"
"I'm not." Jennifer Douglas linked arms with Charles Douglas as they walked out of the café.
"Not? Last time when you saw Skyler Jones get hurt, you even personally went to find Uncle Turner, Daddy's good friend, didn't you want Uncle Turner to check Skyler Jones' leg injury?"
"That was just concern for a friend..."
The atmosphere in the car was tense.
Mrs. Geoffrey and Christine Quinn, sitting in the back seat, kept watching Skyler Jones, who was driving.
Skyler Jones remained silent, yet his back exuded a chill, clearly showing displeasure.
