John had been staring at the boat, waiting for it to break apart at any moment or sink back into the water. When the small wooden boat was safely placed near the park’s pier, he finally realized he had been betrayed.
He couldn’t hide his shock when he saw that the green paint—applied long ago because it had been his brother’s favorite color—was still there. The boat’s original shape was almost completely intact.
At this point, there was nothing he could do except glare at Maurice.
“That bastard… he dared to deceive me…?”
Maurice stood beside Harriet, who had her hand over her mouth, wearing a deeply satisfied expression. From how familiar he looked with her, it was obvious he had never planned to destroy the boat or sink it again.
To make things worse, when he lifted his head and…
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