It was a tiny child, but it looked at Vincent with unparalleled wariness. It was as if Vincent was a bandit. Once Vincent lost his temper and got into a big fight with Belinda while the child was at kindergarten.

"You're going to spoil him like this! Are you planning to ruin him by putting those thoughts in his head?!"

"He's my son! How could I possibly ruin him?! I gave birth to him! Vincent Yates, let me ask you this, are you related to my son by blood at all? What right do you have to polic