Ann Carter joined in, wearing a sad face, "Nathalia, you are our daughter. The love between us is undeniable. I know there has been some misunderstanding, and we could have done better, but please, please forgive us. We've come here to apologize. Now it's up to you, Nathalia. It's your decision."

How cleverly Ann spoke! She had implied that the responsibility was now Nathalia's. Is it up to me? Is it my decision?

​​

As parents, they apologized in public to show their 'sincerity,' and now if Nathalia did not accept it, it would seem that Nathalia was in the wrong.

It looks like they have come prepared. Nathalia thought. What shall I do now? She was trying to think of a way to get out of it. The crowd doesn't know what and how to think. They just follow and are easily led away. How do I change the scene?

The frown on Frank's face grew heavier, and he had put on a more depressing look. "Nathalia, what if I get down on my knees? What if dad begs you?"

Before Nathalia could say anything, Frank kneed down in front of Nathalia. In front of everyone. He was begging his own daughter.

Nathalia couldn't believe that he actually did it. What a move! What a cunning fox! To get what he wanted, he would do anything. Nathalia was now at a loss and not sure how to react. She looked around to see everyone was as surprised as she was, and they were all murmuring, judging.

Surely, Frank had gained himself some sympathy and support from the crowd, who had probably forgotten the calculating and cruel father he was, but thought that he had changed to a loving father begging for his daughter's forgiveness.

Ann let out a sigh and said, "Nathalia, as long as you can forgive us, we will do anything. I will do anything for you." As she said so, she got down on her knees.

Now, the Carter couple were both on their knees, pleading Nathalia.

The murmuring grew louder as Nathalia became more confused and helpless.

A teacher in the crowd broke the silence, "Nathalia, you can't have your parents begging you like this. Whatever happened in the past is the past. They are your parents at the end of the day."

The crowd supported. "Yeah. Isn't it enough that your parents are on their knees, begging you to forgive them?"

"True. No matter what, Mr. Carter is your father. He is truly sorry and asking you to forgive him. Why are you so stubborn?"

"What's more important than your own family?"

Frank and Ann had their heads down, hiding a victorious smile from the crowd. Nathalia looked at them emotionlessly. Nice move. Both of you. But what can I do now? Shit.

Just then, a clear and pleasant voice sounded, "How exciting! What's happening here? Please move, let me check it out."

A handsome young lad in a white shirt stood out in the crowd. He slowly and charmingly walked through the excited spectators towards Nathalia.

The crowd exclaimed excitingly, "Wow, it's Spencer Davidson!"

"What brought you here, Mr. Spencer Davidson?"

Spencer paid them no attention, walked straight to Nathalia, put his arm around her shoulder, winked at her, and said, "I'm here to pick up my girlfriend."

Frank was shocked, his face embarrassingly red. He wasn't sure if he should get up or stay on his knees. He didn't want Spencer Davidson to see this and wished he could dig a hole and hide. Fuck. How embarrassing! Why did he always show up at the wrong time? Frank thought frustratingly.

Relieved, Nathalia let him lead her away. "Nathalia, shall we go?" Spencer said naturally, completely ignoring the Carter couple kneeling on the floor. The crowd was now all curious about the famous young couple of Nathalia and Spencer. "Mr. Spencer Davidson, have you and Nathalia got back together?"

Spencer lifted his eyebrows and replied, or to be exact, announced with a bright smile, "Yes. We are back together."

The corner of Nathalia's lips twitched. She looked at him helplessly. Who says we are back together? Now everyone thinks I'm with him. How am I going to change it now?

The crowd exclaimed. Excitement developed. Questions were thrown at the young couple.

Spencer seemed to be in a good mood today and didn't mind the questions at all. He even agreed to let them take photos, abnormally polite, and welcoming.

Nathalia stayed silent and let Spencer do all the talk. She didn't know what to say anyway. If she denied it, it would embarrass him, but if she said yes, that would be a lie.

Frank and Ann had been totally ignored, and it made them feel more enraged than embarrassed now. Just a minute ago, they were in control of the game, but with the arrival of Spencer Davidson, the whole scene changed.

Frank couldn't take it anymore. Slowly, he stood up, rubbed his aching knees gently, and said, "Mr. Spencer Davidson, I wonder if your family agrees."

Spencer glared at Frank and said coldly, "Frank Carter, that's none of your business. By the way, where did you come from? I didn't see you earlier."

Frank's face turned red instantly. "Well, I..." Embarrassed and ashamed, Frank didn't know what to say, but Ann immediately came to his rescue, "We were on our knees, begging Nathalia to forgive us and..."

A confused look appeared on Spencer's face. He frowned and lifted his eyebrows, "You were on your knees, begging Nathalia? I wonder what kind of mistakes you have made AGAIN, but whatever it is, I'm sure it takes more than getting down on your knees for anyone to forgive you." Sharp as usual.

Ann had her eyes wide open, and instantly, she tried to defend themselves, "No. We didn't make a mistake. It..."

The confused look on Spencer's face was replaced by furious anger. He interrupted, "You didn't make a mistake? Why are you begging Nathalia then? Or you are trying to embarrass her, force her, control her, right in front of all her peers and teachers? How smart you are, Mr. and Mrs. Carter!" Straight at the bulls-eye.

The crowd exchanged looks, half suspicious, half convinced. Frank now panicked, "You've misunderstood us. We were..."

Things were going the way as Frank planned, but they had not expected the arrival of Spencer and, more unexpectedly, the support he was giving Nathalia.