As soon as Alonzo heard Angelo might arrive, he picked up his pace.

Before leaving his room, Elora reminded him, "When you go downstairs, double-check that you've got your schoolbag, books, and water bottle."

Elora didn't make a habit of helping Alonzo with such tasks. She firmly believed that he needed to take responsibility for his own belongings. Whenever their parents or the household staff tried to assist him, Elora would step in and firmly reprimand them. Their parents, who had Alonzo later in life, were naturally inclined to spoil their only son. But Elora made sure to keep that in check, knowing that without discipline, Alonzo would grow up pampered beyond repair.

"I know, Sister!" Alonzo called back as he began brushing his teeth.

Satisfied, Elora left his room and headed downstairs. On the first floor, she spotted Angelo jogging in with his small schoolbag strapped to his back.

you running? Be careful not to fall,"

her cheerfully, slowing down and flashing her

gestured for him to come over. "Come

faltered. Thinking she was about to scold him, he approached cautiously, his little face full of seriousness. "Sister, I promise I'll walk tomorrow instead of running," he said earnestly. Then, as if pleading his case, he added, "I was just worried I wouldn't have time for breakfast and might be late." Elora laughed softly and tousled his short hair. "You have breakfast

exercises at school, when they'd eat again.

had his priorities. "If I skip breakfast here, I'll only get to eat Brother Tatum's

couldn't help but smile

kindergarten to share, basking in the admiration of his peers as they raved about how delicious everything was. Proudly, Angelo would tell

buy these snacks that their children couldn't stop talking about. When they learned the treats were made by Elora's private chef, they could only sigh in

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