Ethan immediately broke free from his father's large hand and ran to his mother, acting like a spoiled child, "Charlotte, Charlotte, you love me the most, right? You definitely can't bear to see me get spanked, right?"
"And, you know, those two sentences weren't what I said, think about it, how could I, being so little, say such adult words? It was definitely Uncle Wester who taught me!"
Wester Welson, barely holding back his laughter behind, now really couldn't keep his mouth shut—he was scared!
When had he ever taught that little rascal those two sentences? He wasn't out to throw his life away!
Plus, why did the little rascal have to blame him and no one else?
Logically speaking, shouldn't those two sentences sound like something Oliver Hilton or Grant Greenwood would say?
Wait a minute!
Let him first think about where he might have recently offended the little rascal.
It seemed, not at all!
Why did the little rascal want him to take the fall?
