"Right. Is someone here to pick me up? My mom?" I asked.

Not wanting to talk with me any longer, Mason noticed that the family driver was nearby and suddenly said, "My ride's here. I have to go now. Goodbye."

Before I could say a word, Mason scampered to the waiting driver, got into the car, and took off without looking back.

I watched the Cayenne disappear into the distance, narrowing my eyes slightly.

"Daddy!" Wilhelm shouted.

Feeling the tug on my leg, I looked down and found Wilhelm staring at me, his eyes full of excitement.

"Daddy, why are I here to pick me up today?" Wilhelm asked.

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