“Jake, when are you going back to Manila?” Rolando asked during their dinner.
“Mr. Santos, I and Vince haven't talked about it yet. But since you asked me, can I ask permission too to take him and James with me?”
Rolando looked at Vince. “It's up to my son's decision. This time we will let you two talk about it. Just make sure that he will be safe and my grandson, too.”
“I will take care of him, Mr. Santos,” Jake said and held Vince's hand.
“Papa Jake, you mean we're going back together? I can go with you to buy so many toys?”
“Yes, James! You have to help me take care of your Papa Vince Vince. I will take you to a big playground also.”
“Yehey!” James put down his cutleries and hugged Jake. He then went back to his seat but his face suddenly flushed with sadness.
“Why?” Everyon
