The next day, Waylon Lewis couldn't take it any longer with the noisy torture from the two little ones and sent them both to the old mansion.
"Not taking us to find Mommy, liar! Liar! Puppy! Puppy!"
Waylon Lewis was supporting one little one, furious and swinging their little fists to hit him.
"You two played until late last night before sleeping, and you still have the face to say that?"
"Hmph, liar, we're ignoring you." Luke turned his head away from him.
"Cheating puppy, not listening to daddy anymore." Willow stood with hands on hips, turning her head to the other side, fully ready to break off relations with Waylon Lewis.
"Chhh..." Wyatt Lewis couldn't hold back and laughed so hard his shoulders were trembling.
Waylon Lewis pinched his brow, looked at his watch and said, "I have things to handle at the company, you two stay here, I'll come to pick you up later."
Luke and Willow, "Don't come to pick us up, we don't want you anymore."
"..."