Dorothy held his gaze with a steadfast and earnest look in her eyes.
âYes,â
Kenneth suddenly burst into laughter, taking a few steps back as he pulled at the corners of his mouth
in a bittersweet grin. âAlright, alright⦠as you wish, Iâll go on blind dates.â
After wrapping up a dayâs work, Everett declined overtime at the office, opting to drive back to Bay
Residence instead.
He even made a detour to the supermarket to pick up some fresh vegetables and fruits before heading
home.
Parking the car, Everett bent down to get out and looked up at the brightly lit living room window,
unconsciously smiling. Now he had a little rascal waiting for him at home every day, and he had to
admit, it felt pretty good.
He was now pushing off as much work as he could, and he didnât stay at the office to do whatever he
couldnât postpone. Instead, he brought it home to work on.
All so he could spend more time with the little rascal!
Unlocking the door, Everett was greeted by the sight of a small figure engrossed in his laptop on the
sofa.
Langston no longer hid away, he now boldly used Everettâs computer, trying to figure it out!
Unfortunately, he hadnât managed to crack it yet.
âWhat would you like for dinner? Iâll cook it for you.â
Hearing Everettâs voice, Langston set down the laptop, shuffling to the door in his slippers, his large
eyes blinking rapidly. âIâm not picky! Did you go to the hospital today? Is Mr. Turner feeling better?â
At the mention of Jeffrey, Everett let out a heavy sigh, setting down the groceries and bending down to
scoop his son
into his arms.
âMr. Turnerâs still sleeping, but once the doctor I found for him gets here, heâll be fine!â
âIs he very sick?â
âYou could say that.â Everett didnât want to hide the truth from Langston.
He believed that building a strong relationship with his son started with honesty; he never lied to the
boy. Even when it came to setting Langston up, he always stuck to little tricks.
Langston tilted his head, making a face. âCan I visit him in the hospital? Mr. Turnerâs always been nice
to me, and I miss
him.â
âSure, Iâll take you tomorrow!â Everett felt reassured that his son wanted to visit Jeffrey in the hospital.
It showed that his boy had a heart full of loyalty and compassion! Heâd been right to let Jeffrey dote on
Langston.
After settling Langston in, Everett headed to the kitchen to cook.
No one would have guessed that the man who ruled the Lopez Corporation by day would also be in the
kitchen at night, tying on an apron and wielding a spatula.
Soon, a hearty meal was laid out on the dining table.
Langston climbed onto his chair, clutching his laptop, a frown etching his small face.
Everett placed a plate in front of him, his lips curving into a smile. âAny progress on hacking into my
computer?â
The topic instantly soured Langstonâs mood even more.
âYou made the program so complicated on purpose! Just to make fun of me, didnât you?â
Everett shrugged, taking a seat across from him. âI told you before, you were the one who boasted you
could crack it.â
âI will! I have to find your weakness!â
âMy weakness, huhâ¦â Everett pondered for a moment, an image of a serene and delicate face
suddenly flashing in his mind, lingering there, âI do have one.â
Langston immediately leaned in closer at his admission.
âWhatâs your weakness? Give me a hint!â
âMy weakness is a person.â
This answer was too cryptic for Langston, who frowned, thinking hard.
âA person? Are you afraid of being lonely? Afraid of being alone at home?â
âItâs not that kind of alone!â Everett said, exasperated. âItâs a person named Dorothy.â
âCough, cough, cough.â Langston choked, caught off guard by the unexpected revelation.
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