Mr. Towler was in no mood to worry about his son right now. He pulled his hood down to cover his face and seized an opportunity to slip into the crowd.
Listening to the masked man's brief speech at the front, a pleased curve touched the corner of Mr. Towler's mouth.
Such a massive cake, yet one could only watch it with eyes wide open without being able to take a bite—that was something no one could endure.
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