Ralph’s tears wouldn’t stop. No matter how much Diana tried to soothe him, he just kept crying, his little shoulders shaking as he sniffled between sobs. Seeing no other option, Diana sighed and pulled out her phone.
"Layson! Where are you? Your son is crying his heart out, and I can't calm him down."
Layson, who had been busy with work, immediately straightened up. He could faintly hear Ralph’s muffled cries through the receiver. His brows furrowed. Ralph was tough—he rarely cried, and if he did, something was really bothering him.
"What happened?" he asked, his voice sharp with concern.
"We ran into Adela outside the school," Diana explained. "The kid ran up to talk to her, but she didn’t recognize him. That crushed him."
There was a pause on the other end of the line. Layson had ex
