Dylan rolled up his sleeves, intending to go over. He had to drag Oliver Johnston, that brat, to find his parents. So young and already up to no good, even daring to flirt with his darling daughter and take advantage of her. Who gave him the courage?
However, Dylan hadn't walked over yet when Scarlett Glenn pushed Oliver away.
Scarlett scratched her head and said, "Hey, don't cry, Nose. I... I quite like you too, but I still have to go. Wherever my parents go, I go. I want to be with them."
Oliver's eyes were already red, "Can't you not go? Can you stay?"
Scarlett answered very decisively, "No, because I like my parents more."
Hearing this, Dylan stopped and nodded. Yep, that's my daughter, she cares more about me. What does this kid Oliver matter?
Dylan thought he should let Oliver suffer a bit more, so he just stood there without moving forward.
