The elevator descended steadily.

Outside, Eliana stood still, looking at her reflection on the shiny silver elevator door. She grimaced as she saw how she looked—as pale as a ghost.

She let out a long sigh and looked away to hide her feeling of emptiness.

“Are you okay?” Lucia said tentatively as she looked intently at Eliana. “Look, it doesn’t matter. There will always be another way.”

Lucia felt sorry for Eliana as she had witnessed the argument between her and Maurice.

Wasn’t Mr. Moran a good friend of Wyatt who was Lucia’s cousin? So how could he be testy and irritable?

He left even before Eliana could finish her words. How dare he bully others in this way?

So, in Lucia’s mind, Maurice’s image hit rock bottom.

Inside the elevator, Maurice didn’t look good either. He was staring at Corbin. His expression was unreadable.

“Why did the elevator suddenly go down?”

Corbin furrowed his eyebrows. He was also clueless about it. So he looked at the floor buttons on the elevator operating panel. He then noticed that he had pressed the wrong button!

“I’m sorry, Mr. Moran,” Corbin mumbled. His face was red in embarrassment. “It was my fault. I intend to push the open button on this floor, but somehow, I jabbed the wrong one. Before I knew it, the elevator started going down…”

his lip, trying to suppress a burst of

was beginning to lose

so he could push

forget it!” Maurice’s voice boomed in the elevator, making Corbin drop

mind. He knew that the most important thing to do at the moment was to go to kindergarten right

Maurice and Corbin

when they arrived and the children

straight into the classroom of the fraternal

Aileen was sitting on a small stool next to them. She had that confused look on her face so she’d ask Earle questions from

He looked so interested that he answered every question. At the same time, he seemed to be enjoying playing chess with the

going on?” Corbin looked at

man with the twins

did his grandfather become gentle and accommodating, especially to

look at them. His countenance immediately changed. His eyes darkened and his face crumpled in

Earle snarled at

didn’t flinch at the old man’s anger. He just

curled up. “Am I not your grandchild? Or is

Aileen and Adrian

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