Mr. Sutton returned home to find his three children cleaning the house.
Norbert Suttun, who was mopping the floor, heard the noise at the door and suddenly looked up. His handsome eyes slightly narrowed, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He then stood up straight, his hands resting lazily on the mop.
Professor Sutton felt somewhat uncomfortable being stared at by his son, walked to the table, picked up the teacup before him, took a sip, and frowned, "Hey, kid, why are you staring at me like that?"
"Hah." Norbert Suttun sneered, "Who smoked and threw the cigarette butts under the sofa? Am I that tasteless?"
Mr. Sutton immediately got upset upon hearing this, pointed at Norbert Suttun, and raised his voice, "You brat, who are you calling tasteless?"
Norbert Suttun shrugged and ignored him. At this moment, Serena Sutton walked over with an expression that said, "I know everything," and handed the broom to Old Sutton.
