Damon Hawke looked at the painting, suddenly somewhat understanding the reason for his son's unhappiness.
Could it be that he wants mommy again?
But he was a bit puzzled.
After all, he'd promised his son that he would win over Elara Don.
His son was also eagerly anticipating his performance.
Why suddenly unhappy?
And saying he's a liar?
"Charlie, tell Daddy, what are you thinking?"
Damon Hawke told Dominic Hawke to stop what he was doing and turned his small body to face him.
Dominic looked at him, his small mouth tightly pressed together, but he didn't speak.
This posture, is a posture of resistance.
His state has returned to how it was before!
What on earth is going on?
Damon Hawke's sword brows furrowed slightly, "Charlie, speak."
Silence.
The little guy kept quiet.
