Chapter 116


    Edgar frowned at the diamond in the box, “Why can’t she just take it back and let Pinky y with it?”


    Edwin shot back, “And what if Pinky swallows it? Star would have a fit!”


    Farrah rolled her eyes


    Who would treat a diamond worth a fortune as a dog toy?


    Just how loaded was Astrid’s family?


    Astrid watched the two bicker, and her dishke for them grew


    She decided not to go home with Edgar and Edwin, instead, she turned and walked towards the


    Porsche 918 her father had arranged to pick her up.


    Watching Astrid leave, Colton spun in circles, clutching Jon’s arm and shaking. “Can you take me to


    find Astrid?”


    Colton’s behavior baffled Jon. Sometimes he seemed to be ying dumb; sometimes, he seemed


    genuinely dumb. He thought it best to calm him down and have Star check on himter.


    He couldn’t take Colton home and told Edgar, “This is Astrid’s friend. You two need to take good care of


    him. If anything goes wrong, you’re toast.”


    Edgar dragged Colton into the car. “Alright, let’s go have some fun!” Surprisingly, Colton didn’t object.


    Farrah wanted to join them, but Jon closed the car door, “Farrah, aren’t you familiar with this ce? Go


    have fun on your own. Our way of having fun might not suit you.”


    The roar of the car engine echoed, and it quickly disappeared from Farrah’s sight.


    Left behind, Farrah was fuming, but the thought of Colton building a good rtionship with Astrid’s


    family cooled her anger.


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    Over the years, she had kept a tight leash on Colton. She didn’t believe he would cause trouble just by


    being away from her for a while.


    Two hourster, Astrid finally arrived home.


    When she exited the car, her father came running up, “Star, give Daddy a kiss; Daddy missed you!”


    Astrid was speechless when she looked at her animated father. Her brother had told her their father


    was unwell, but he didn’t look sick at all…


    “Stop it; you’re too old for this,” Astrid said, disgustingly pushing her father away. “Dad, I’ve told you


    many times to take your high blood pressure, blood sugar, and cholesterol seriously. I’ve told you to cut


    down on fatty foods and alcohol, yet you’re still overweight.”


    Her father touched his belly, looking embarrassed. “Overweight? Who said I’m overweight? I weighed


    myself this morning,‘ and I’m down a pound.”–


    Astrid just stared at him.


    Was he seriously bragging about losing such a small amount of weight?


    “Star, there’s something I want to discuss with you,” her father said, lobking sly. “Hawthorne isn’t doing


    well. Could you visit him? He wants to see you.”


    “I’m not going,” Astrid said, pressing her lips together. She looked at the old man and said, “You didn’t


    pretend to be sick to get me toe back, did you?”


    The older man looked embarrassed as he rubbed his hands together, forcing augh. “You know your


    father and Hawthorne’s dad were war buddies, and I watched him grow up. I can’t


    bear to…


    “And besides,” he added, “he’s your fiancé.”