Exiting the kindergarten, Daniel sauntered out with his backpack, seemingly indifferent. He cast a glance at Lydia but ignored her as he strode past her.
Lydia, already in a sour mood, was further enraged by being ignored. She purposefully blocked Daniel's path, determined to confront him. "I'm here to pick you up. Can you at least show some respect?"
With an expressionless face, Daniel showed no interest in talking to her. "I prefer to let the driver pick me up."
Lydia widened her eyes, her frustration boiling over. "You ungrateful brat! You're heartless and nothing like your mother!"
"She's not my mother."
"The paternity test clearly proved that Grace is your mother. Are you despising her? If it wasn't for Grace, how could someone like you, a little jerk, be born into the Dawson fam
