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Luther carried Anderson happily right into Joyce's apartment. He put Anderson down, stroked his head, and then handed Anderson
a large bag he had just taken out of the sports car, "Good boy, this is the smartphone and the latest computer | promised you. Take
them and have fun yourself. "
"Wow!" Anderson jumped up and down with excitement.
The little boy held up a large gift bag and looked especially cute and adorable.
After Anderson walked into his room with his gift in his arms...
Joyce finally couldn't help but question Luther, "What the hell are you doing? What are you doing in the kindergarten?"
"Oh, you're late for picking up your own kid and you won't allowto do it?" Luther gave her a sidelong glance.
"l ..." Joyce was speechless.
Why would it even matter to him if she was late? And now, what's wrong with the questioning tone of his?
"| took a phone call on my way out and was delayed, and there was traffic on the road." She defended.
"Miss Knowles has always been so rigorous and conscientious in her work. And you think these could be the reasons for such a
mistake? You would accept such poor reasons from your own staff?" Luther said with dissatisfaction.
Joyce simply felt like freaking out. Why did she have to explain to him for being late?
Staff? Was the analogy reasonable? Was she his employee?
"Who is Mr. Warner to be in my business? And you caused such a big misunderstanding in the kindergarten today. You must find a
way to explain to the teachers that you are not Anderson's father." She exasperated.
Luther's heart sank and his face changed. He was not Anderson's father? Such words, especially when they were from her, were
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtextraordinarily heart wrenching.
She knew full well that he was Anderson's father.
Taking a deep breath, he pushed his anger back down.
He said he would give her time, and he had to be calm.
Let's not get into this with her first.
He explained kindly, "I went to the project site this afternoon. | left early, and stopped by to give Anderson a visit. Unexpectedly, |
met Anderson's classmates and his mother at the entrance of the school. They laughed at Anderson for him not having a father,
and | couldn't just stand asides and stepped in to help Anderson out. Is that wrong?"
Joyce was silent. She knew that the children who grew up with Anderson often said behind his back that Anderson didn't have a
father and made fun of Anderson.
She couldn't possibly stop them one by one.
Anderson never said anything about it, but she knew that he must have longed to have a father himself.
So, she never dared to mention the word "dad" in front of Anderson.
Little did she know that Anderson would be laughed at again by his classmates on his first day of kindergarten.
She glanced worriedly at Anderson, who was having a good tinside the room.
Fortunately, Anderson was not affected in any way.
Perhaps, thanks to Luther's presence, it was stopped in time.
It was no wonder that Anderson would deliberately acted along with Luther.
She held her forehead feebly and looked tired.
Luther saw that she was depressed, and he comforted, "Since they have misunderstood, why not just keep it that way. We don’t
need to explain to the teachers. Let them all think Anderson has a father, OK?"
Joyce did not say anything. Right now, it was the best way for Anderson to stay in the kindergarten happily.
Luther was much more comfortable when he saw that she did not object. In any case, in the kindergarten, he had first given
himself a proper name.
Originally, he was Anderson's father.
"By the way, why do you have to let Anderson go to kindergarten? It's perfectly fine to hire private tutors, all the best teachers,
and if you think the cost is too high, | can ..."
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