Chapter 1258


    "Brad, tell your dad what you want. It''s useless to cry. It won''t solve the problem. B e good," Brandy


    coaxed.


    This father and son had never lived together before.


    Doting parents treasured their kids.


    Yet Luke''s parents had never doted on him. Luke''s grandfather had been strict with him and cold to


    him since he was born.


    As a result, he educated Brad in the same way.


    There was no warmth in such a powerful and wealthy family. They were cold-hearted.


    Brad wiped his tears. "I want my mom. I want to eat porridge made by Mom. I want t o go to my


    mom. I don''t want to be here.”


    As he saw the child begging pitifully, Brandy''s heart ached.


    He pleaded with Luke, "Mr. Bennington, Brad is too young. What about sending him to Ms. Barton’s


    ce tonight? I can take him back tomorrow so that he has time to get used to the new home."


    "Why bother? Whether today or tomorrow, sooner orter, he has to adapt. Don’t take him


    anywhere. Now, take him upstairs to bed."


    Luke said stonily, "If you can’t even ovee this, how can you still be a Bennington?"


    As the heir of the Bennington family, he should face all the difficulties.


    Brandy still wanted to say something.


    Yet he bit his tongue while seeing Luke''s stern look.


    Brad began to cry. He didn''t want to go to rest or sleep. He wanted his mom.


    Finally, he lost his temper, shouting at Luke, "I hate you! I want Mom! You nuisance! Big bad guy!"


    No one else dared to curse Luke like this.


    Brandy was nervous, but fortunately, Luke just raised his eyebrows without saying anything and


    turned to leave.


    Half an hourter. Brandy came down from the room.


    Luke changed into a bathrobe, drinking tea and reading the newspaper. "Is he asleep?" "No. "


    Brandy’s brow furrowed, "Mr.


    Bennington, can you please let him see his mother? He hasn''t eaten for two days. He’s just a little


    kid. What if something happens to him?"


    Luke was indifferent. "He''s spoiled. It''s time to correct his bad habits. When he''s hungry, he''ll


    naturally eat."


    "But..." Brandy didn''t give up.


    Luke directly interrupted him, "Leave him alone. Go to sleep."


    Hearing this, Brandy had to leave.


    Luke continued to deal with the documents. As he finished, it was already one a m.


    He raised his eyes. "Is he asleep?"


    The maid immediately came forward. "No."


    "Well, guard outside the door. Don''t go in or talk to him. Tell me if there''s anything wrong," Luke


    ordered in a deep voice.


    "Yes."


    The next day.


    At seven o''clock, Luke came downstairs. The table was covered by breakfast.


    He sat down.


    As if thinking of something, Luke asked, " Send the food upstairs."


    After thinking for a moment, the maid said hesitantly, "Mr. Bennington, you''d better go upstairs and


    take a look."


    As Luke heard this, his eyes shed. He then went up to Brad’s room.


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    Pushing open the door, he saw the room a mess.


    Everything that could be moved was broken, including the breakfast that was just brought in.


    Brad crouched on the balcony.


    Luke''s eyes narrowed as he boomed, "You broke them?"


    "Yes!"


    Brad was not afraid, raising his chin, his back straight. "If you don''t let me go, I''ll break everything in


    the room!"


    Hearing that, Luke didn''t get angry. Instead, he smiled slightly. "Not bad. That''s more like a man."


    Brad red at him.


    "You can continue like this."


    Luke looked at him, saying calmly, "But hunger strikes and threats don''t work on m e."