As we entered the living room, Ava and Jenny''sughter echoed through the building. The once-silent courtyard now buzzed with life.


    Sinceing here, my mother had beenpletely liberated, no longer burdened by kitchen duties.


    She quickly stood up and looked at us. "You''re finally done with your work."


    My mom''s eyes were carefully scrutinizing my face.


    "Next time, please eat dinner without waiting for us. Things get busy, and we''ll only keep everyone hungry," I said. "We''ll call ahead the next time we''rete."


    My dad emerged from the bathroom, looking like he had just finished working.


    The kitchen staff respectfully approached As. "Sir, can we start serving dinner now?"


    As quickly nodded. "Yes."


    Then he turned to my dad, asking, "Dad, did you just finish work too?"


    My dad smiled contentedly. "Yes! This ce is amazing. There''s so much to do. Oh right, can you do me a favor?"


    While apanying him to the dining room, As nodded and said, "Tell me."


    My dad awkwardly asked, "Do you have some gardening books? Could you get me some basic ones?"


    "We have them. That''s not a problem. I''ll have them sent overter."


    "There''s no need to trouble them to deliver now. You can bring it to me after work. I want to study some gardening skills."


    His words made me chuckle. "Dad, you should have just told him to find you a mentor. Then you''d have apanion while working!"


    As alsoughed and, with a good-natured tone, said, "Chlo is right. We can do that. I''ll have someone start tomorrow. Dad, you''ll be in charge of nning and managing our garden from now on."


    My dadughed heartily, looking much more spirited than before. He was much stronger and more energetic, a sight that warmed my heart.


    For some reason, another image of a dad appeared in my mind, and I still didn''t know what he looked like.


    I sighed quietly. Where was my other dad now? I wondered if he was doing well.


    This meal turned into a


    brainstorming session, discussing the gardenyout and what nts were missing. Everyone was excited. My favorite was magnolias, and t suggested to my dad that we nt Some magnolias and roses in the garden.


    Unintentional words were often well-received.


    Less than half a monthter, the garden received many rose and magnolia saplings. These roses were said to be rare varieties brought in by air freight from overseas.


    I knew As would spoil me endlessly.


    After dinner, I called Myra. After all, Mnie''s son was with her.


    It took her a while to answer the phone, and she sounded breathless. "Chlo... I''m sorry, I was feeding the baby!"


    "No worries, how is he doing?" I asked softly.


    "He''s fine. He eats and sleeps well-he''s quite lovable!" Myra said, then sighed inadvertently. "Poor child, having such a mother and a beastly grandmother!"Text content ? N?velDrama.Org.


    I also felt a bit heartbroken.


    "Take care of him for a few days, and then we''ll figure something out.


    There''s no good solution for no quet


    try to get the police to find out who


    the child''s biological father is."


    I''ll


    "Okay, sure. This way, my son has apanion. Don''t worry too much." Perhaps afraid that I would be concerned, Myra tried tofort me. "Two is better than one."


    After hanging up the phone, I went to the study, where As was. He was in a video conference.


    Upon seeing me enter, he told the other party, "Let''s go with that. Increase the publicity and submit the proposal when it''s ready."


    Then he ended the meeting, smiling at me. "Why haven''t you rested yet?"


    "I want to put pressure on the police to find out about Mnie. I don''t think Matthew will raise this child. Now that his grandmother has run off—"


    I hadn''t finished my sentence when As''s phone rang. He nced at the screen, raised an eyebrow at me, and answered, "Hello?"