Unbreakable Love His Passion for Her Transcends Death novel Chapter 247

If it hadn't been for Yvette, Xavier might never have imagined that Shannon's lifesaver was an imposter. Naturally, he wouldn't have investigated it at all!

As for Daphne's personal life, Xavier had never cared, so he didn't even mention it.

When Daphne was taken away, she howled as though she had gone mad.

Mark stood on the second floor. This was the first time he witnessed Daphne, who had always been gentle, in such a state

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Zachary was bored, lounging in his room in Bay Villa. He already knew Yvette and Noah had left Tirion, but Tristan wasn't willing to let him go yet.

Since Tristan liked to play dad so much, Zachary didn't mind letting him experience what it was like to be a father for a few days.

Suddenly, a loud "bang" echoed from upstairs.

Downstairs in the living room, Tristan was chatting with Quentin, both slightly surprised.

Before they could react, another series of bangs followed.

Quentin narrowed his eyes slightly, a smirk playing on his lips. "Things sure feel different with kids around."

Tristan set down his glass of wine. "If Xav's not coming, I'm not staying with you." Now he had to properly discipline a certain little troublemaker.

Heading upstairs, Tristan found Zachary, who had somehow acquired a volleyball and was playing with it. Unfortunately, his room's windows were broken, and not a single piece of the family's porcelain had been spared.

"What are you doing?"

The next second, the ball hit him square in his handsome face.

Zachary pretended to only notice him now. "Sorry."

Before Tristan could get angry, Zachary calmly explained, "You might not know this, but kids at this age are just naturally active."

Tristan picked up the volleyball and tossed it out the window.

"While it's true I didn't know that, I do know that if there's a next time, I'll have to lay my hands on you."

Tristan rubbed his sore face, thinking that, thankfully, Zachary was only about five years old. If he had been older, Tristan might have been disfigured today.

Tristan had thought that dealing with a young boy, no matter how annoying, would be manageable. That was, until dinner time.

Zachary was stirring tomato pasta when suddenly, tomato sauce splattered all over Tristan.

"You brat, I'm gonna—"