“Matthew, how is Rika now?"

“Dad, don't worry. She has gone to bed. She is fine now. I will keep an eye on her."

Wesley breathed a sigh of relief after learning that the girl was safe and sound. At the same time, he suggested, "Make sure she doesn't go anywhere alone. She can be quite difficult, but if you think she's being too much, just send her back and I'LL teach her a Lesson!"

"Yes, I will keep an eye on her."

“This girl will never grow up! Don't hesitate to bring her to me when she's gone too far. I know what to do with her!"

Matthew couldn't help but chuckle at Wesley's words. His father-in-law and Carlos were more and more alike. They were just duplicitous! ‘Bring

Rika to him and let him teach her a lesson? Would Wesley have the heart to do so?' Matthew wondered in silence.

“Okay, Dad! You should get some rest. I'1l handle it from here.”

“Well, you've been working hard all day. Don't stay up late. We'LL talk about it tomorrow."

"Yes. Good night, Dad."

Wesley returned the phone to Gifford.

Gifford eventually spoke out what Matthew was thinking in his heart.

“You want him to bring Rika to you so you can teach her a lesson? Do you still have the stomach for that kind of stuff? Why don't you just ask Matthew to punish Rika instead?"

Wesley took off one of his slippers and waved it at Gifford angrily.

“Why do you spew so much nonsense out of your mouth? You, young men are careless. What if Matthew hits Rika too hard and accidentally causes her internal injuries?"

Gifford dodged his father and said, “That's impossible! Matthew treats your naughty daughter better than you do. Erica left him and disappeared for more than three years without saying a word. I heard that when she went back to him, he didn't even raise his voice to her.

He would never hurt Rika! I think you're wrong about him."

Wesley dropped his slipper on the floor and wiggled his foot inside.

Needless to say, he knew just how much Matthew Loved Erica. However, he was just afraid that one day Matthew would run out of patience with his naughty daughter. What if Matthew lost his temper one day?

Wesley, however, didn't continue on this topic any more.

“Just kiss your son goodnight and go to bed!"

"Right, good night, old man!"

This time, Wesley didn't even look at him as he quietly went back to his room.

Gifford walked into his son's room with a cheeky smile. The Little boy was sound asleep, clutching his favorite quilt between his tiny fingers. Gifford sighed, looking at him with affection before he pulled out the quilt and tucked his boy inside safely.

He decided that he was going to sleep in his son's room tonight.