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The child’s cheeks were so plump that they looked like they could burst at any moment, tempting anyone to reach out and pinch them. He reminded me of a squirrel with its cheeks full of acorns.

‘He looks familiar…’

As I searched my memory, I realized he was the boy from the portrait Ethan carried when we first rescued him.

In other words, the people who had just barged in were Ethan’s family.

“It really hurts, Mom!”

“You said you’d be back soon, and I trusted you. But you haven’t kept in proper contact for six months!”

Ethan’s face was a picture of distress, while the woman, who I assumed was his mother, had her full attention on scolding him.

“I did contact you! Once a month!”

Ethan protested, his voice laced with frustration.

“I told you to check in every two weeks! We agreed on that!”

“That was your one-sided promi—”

“So you still have the energy to argue? Fine, let’s settle this right now….”

Despite Ethan’s desperate plea, his mother refused to let go of his ear. In fact, she seemed to be gripping it even tighter.

“Hello, I’m Lawrence. I apologize for the disturbance. Please accept my apologies on behalf of my brother.”

The boy, who had stepped forward, bowed politely as he introduced himself. His silver hair, similar to Ethan’s, complemented his sharp, intelligent eyes.

Ethan, still in his mother’s grip, was dragged away, his eyes pleading for help. But Eiren intercepted any attempts to assist him.

“It’s about time he got what he deserved. Even if his intentions were good, he can’t just leave his family worried like that.”

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