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"Felix, how can you not believe in mom! I saw your dad!" Melody Zachary grabbed her son's arm, but suddenly stopped speaking, looking at her son's lips that quivered several times, then sighed and turned her face away.
"What did you see," Felix Shaw feigned a relaxed demeanor, raising his hand to gently pat the back of his mother's hand, while his heart was already churning.
Melody Zachary hesitated for a moment, then looked back at her son as if she had made up her mind, grabbing his arm with her other hand, her face full of grievance.
"Felix, at this point, mom can't care about losing face anymore, that night..."
