She protested violently, "I don't want to see your sweet time, it's too much!"
"We agreed that we would drink it by ourselves, and you called him over to deliberately provoke me!"
"I hate you guys!"
She punched and kicked in my arms with quite a bit of force.
I frowned in pain.
Baron pulled me away and said, "Don't talk to her. She's just a drunkard and doesn't understand what you say."
"Let's send her back first."
He picked up Summer and walked out.
Summer struggled to break free from his arms using her hands and feet, but he pressed her even harder into his arms.
Her cheek brushed against his chest.
His eyes were now focused on her, with not a single cent left for me.
A subtle discomfort arose in my heart.
"I must call Aunt Alma tomorrow and ask her to talk it over."
"Candy, please take care of him. Look how grown up he is, yet he still wants to tell on his parents. Isn't that childish?" She poked her head out of his arms, looking very annoyed.
As I watched them dislike each other, the discomfort in my heart eased a little.
They grew up together and are like siblings, so their relationship is naturally deep.
Maybe there isn't so much need to avoid suspicion.