Sherlyn sat across from Ernest, fuming and pouting adorably. "Humph! Grandpa, you don't care about me anymore. You're not standing by my side." Ernest, relaxed in demeanor, handed her a cup of coffee. "Do I not care about you? Otherwise, would I have sent Jairo to accompany you? "You're getting more and more mischievous. After all, they're conducting an official operation. Do you think that just because I or your father is involved, they'll let you off unconditionally? What do we need laws for, then?" While she understood his point, Sherlyn was still upset. "I finally managed to come back, and I can only hang around for two days. I was looking forward to having dinner with Felix to bond with him, but the Phoenix Legion intervened. How can I be in a good mood?" Taking a sip of coffee, Ernest said, "You know Felix's situation. Everyone has a breaking point, and I suspect he's about to explode this time. The reason I had you go is to give someone a chance, but it's a shame." Ern
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