Zeno was sitting beside his mother while Sebastian and Nana sat in front of them.
Sebastian cleared his throat, "Respectfully, Irene, I wouldn't want you to waste your time... and my time. If what you want to ask is for me to leave him," He pointed at Zeno with a smile, "I'm afraid that's an impossible request, Irene. Maybe you should focus on building your relationship from the ground again with him. Your so-called secret almost broke him, mend that; that's what you and your husband should do for your child and not suddenly try to be the protective parents after leaving him unprotected for two years. So, Irene, Zeno is mine, and I'm him; we've come so far to be separated by a cliche parent," He winked at Zeno.
"Right, Baby girl?" He asked.
Zeno resisted the urge to smile, "You're right. But, you don't have to worry, she's just messing with you, it's my father who's the stubborn one, but he'll come through," He chuckled.
