Even the faint dimples on the child's cheek reminded those of Holden's own from his youth, albeit less pronounced now that he was an adult and only visible when he chuckled.

And to further intensify the intrigue, there was Adele, who also had those same dimples!

The revelation that they all possessed such striking resemblances left Devin thoroughly astounded.

Melon turned around and found Devin, his face flushed like a summer sunset, bursting with excitement. Curiosity washed over him, compelling him to ask, “Who might this be?"

“He's my right-hand man," Holden responded, playfully tousling Melon's hair with a warm grin.

Seeing this interaction, Devin, brimming with joy, walked up to Melon.

“Well, hello there!"

His tone radiated excitement and joy while conversing with the young lad.

The chubby boy, driven by insatiable curiosity, followed suit. Seeing the adults in the lecture hall, his eyes widened like saucers, and he exclaimed in sheer amazement, "Anderson, you've got yourself a dad, huh?"

Devin was momentarily caught off guard by the mention of the Anderson surname. During the earlier broadcast, he had been uncertain, but now it was as clear as day that the child bore the surname Anderson. He couldn't help but find it rather coincidental, though he entertained the notion that the child could use his mother's surname.

Melon, clinging to Holden's neck with a proud expression, replied, "Indeed, my dad is the most handsome, and he's nothing short of awesome!"

Holden noticed both kids were fighting, so he turned to Melon and asked, “Tell me, what happened here?"

That marked the first time Melon had his old man as his wingman. His voice quivered as he recounted, "He said that my dad was dead, that I was fatherless, so I duked it out with him!"

Melon explained while in Holden's embrace, growing increasingly vexed with each utterance. Holden's countenance turned graver with each word he said.

The chubby kid, sensing the gravity of the situation and daunted by Holden's stern demeanor, took a step back and offered a timid defense, saying, "I peeped in the counselor's records, and it said Max only had a mom."

The counselor quickly interjected, “Perhaps there was a glitch during registration. My apologies for any mix-up."

The head counselor stepped in, remarking, “Both of you already hashed out your differences earlier, didn't you?"

Melon pursed his lips, feeling more emboldened now that he had backup.

“But I can't just swallow his apology. He slandered my dad, cursed him, and said he's dead!"

In the presence of Holden, the chubby boy found himself caught between a rock and a hard place, his face turning as red as a beet.