Simon Zachary had a dark expression. "Don't sweat about it. As a parent, you should always be on the lookout for your children."
"That's right, the clothes worn by President Zachary are custom-made, do you think you could afford to compensate him for it?" The man’s assistant, Franky Zimmer, was standing behind him as he lectured softly. Earlier, he was the one who had scolded her son.
He glared at Sharon. 'She is so daring! A woman has never gotten so close to President Zachary before!'
"Ain't it just a pair of pants? I can afford to pay for it!" Sebastian, who was being held by his mother, spoke up. He could not afford to let his mother endure the humiliation when he was the one who had caused the trouble.
Simon placed his gaze on the little boy. He frowned as he found the little kid rather familiar.
Franky sneered. "Hey brat, how will you compensate for it?"
Sebastian took out his piggy bank that was in his little yellow duck bag and poured out all the spare cash he had in it. "Here you go, is this more than enough?"
Simon looked at the pocket money. It seemed as if he had recalled something as his icy cold expression could now be seen with a faint smile accompanying it.
He said in a tone that was not as cold as before, "Keep that pocket money well. Just pay more attention to where you're heading next time."
"Uncle, are you looking down on me?" Sebastian frowned as he looked at the towering man.
Sharon was not willing to continue arguing with them. Since the opponent was not being too calculative, she got the hint and quickly made a run for it.
She quickly yanked her son toward herself and apologized once again, "I'm really sorry for having caused both of you trouble."
After apologizing, she grabbed her son's hand and left the scene; she crossed paths with Simon as she did so.
Simon was about to leave as well, but when Sharon passed by him, a fragrant smell that was embroidered in his memory wafted up his nose.
He quickly came to a halt, and his pupils shrunk as he turned around to looked. Nevertheless, she was already far away from him with her son.
In the blink of an eye, the mother and son were already swallowed by the crowd at the airport. Nevertheless, he stood motionless on the same spot.
Franky, who was puzzled, looked at his boss and asked cautiously, "President Zachary, are you planning on making them pay as compensation?"
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