Chapter 787 Zayne's Fury

• At the Cruz Residence, Zayne was in a particularly good mood. After four long years, his eldest daughter was finally coming home.
• Just then, his fifteen-year-old son burst in from outside and held out his hand. "Dad, give me a thousand bucks. I'm going out to eat with my friends tonight."
• Zayne frowned and scolded, "You're still a kid, and you're already spending a thousand on a single meal? How do you expect to manage your life in the future?"