"You... you bastard!" Reeva completely exploded, pointing at me and yelling, "I order you to bring my son over right now, and then get out of here. You're not welcome here anymore!"

"Hehe..."

I gave a dry smile and put the urn I was holding on the table. "Your son is here!"

"Huh?" Reeva looked at me in confusion, then at the urn covered with cloth. "Ben, don't joke with me. Where is my son?"

Layla also looked around and then outside the door. "Where is Arlo? Is he hiding outside?"

Seeing them looking around, I directly lifted the cloth on the urn. "You don't need to look anymore. Arlo is here!"

With a rustle...

As I lifted the cloth and the urn appeared, everyone's faces changed dramatically...