372 Mr. Hale: Zoe, let's have a child.

William Hale looked at the crumpled design drafts in the trash can, his lips curving up slightly, "You've been drawing for so long, and you're willing to throw it away just because of one flaw?"

Finn Hale chuckled, "A single flaw, to me, is also a ruined draft."

It was just like the incident with Finn Robinson, and it wasn't just because of Sussie Lopez.

He...

had overstepped his boundaries.

As Finn spoke, he picked up the coffee William had brought him, frowning slightly, "Have you been very free lately?"

Drinking coffee and even making latte art.

"It's okay."

William had been in high spirits lately, as his wedding was drawing near. Before he left, he said, "The latte art was originally for Zoe, but she insisted on making a Christmas tree. This cup was a mess-up. I didn't want to waste it, so I gave it to you."

"..."

"By the way, there's this." William took out a wedding invitation from his pocket, "It's for Miss Lopez, could you pass it on to my uncle?"

"I will."