Chapter 702

Perseus didn't want to spend any more time around Gilbert. If he'd known Gilbert would talk about this nonsense, he would have left sooner. When he got home, he was surprised to find his parents and Vincent still awake. Egbert was taking a drag from his cigarette, his mood as dark as his expression. Meanwhile, a teary-eyed Lindsay held Vincent as she wiped away her tears. Vincent's face and neck bore scratch marks, and his clothes were disheveled and stained with paint. Usually so cheerful and full of life, Vincent now seemed down. His shoulders were slumped, and his head hung low. "What happened?" Perseus frowned and rushed over to hug Vincent. "Dad, Mom, did Vincent's face get scratched at school? Are the teachers doing nothing about it? Vincent, tell me, did someone bully you at school?" As Perseus looked at Vincent, he noticed paint streaks around his neck, not fully washed off. "Uncle Perseus, I don't want to go to school anymore," Vincent mumbled, lowering his head even