Chester Yale's body stiffened for a moment before he turned around and enveloped her in his arms, hugging her tightly.
"I have enough with you guys," Chester said, his thin lips slightly parting, articulating each word deliberately.
Four years ago, he never should have assumed he still had family members.
As far as Chester was concerned, Sheldon Yale now only had the status of an enemy...
Chester's pupils tightened just as he was about to lower his head to kiss Evelyn Sherman when he heard footsteps from outside the door; with a slight frown between his brows, he reluctantly let go of her in the shortest time possible.
Hand in hand, they stood side by side, watching as a group of people walked in from outside.
"Mr. Chester, we were all raised by your hand, and we've decided that wherever you go, we'll follow!" exclaimed a department manager at the forefront, voice filled with emotion.