Langston waited a couple of seconds before the person on the other side flashed an OK hand gesture.

He couldn't help but smile, feeling like he was entrusted with an important mission, a sense of accomplishment bubbling within him.

Beside him, Abigail peered curiously at her brother, who alternated between smiling and staring at his phone. "Who are you texting?" she asked.

"Dad," Langston replied, his attention shifting back to her as he remembered the more pressing matter at hand. He pulled Abigail closer, adopting a serious demeanor.

"Abigail, will you listen to your brother?"

"Of course!"

"Then you need to promise me that you won't mention anything about Dad in front of Mom. If she asks, just say you don't know, or tell her to ask me."

Abigail furrowed her brows, puzzled. "Why? Why can't we talk to Mom about Dad?"

Dad have been arguing lately, and it's better not to bring him

"Then we should make Dad come home

head. "You don't understand, but all you need to do is follow my instructions.

don't want to

"You're not being left out.

call her silly, it would only

...

to move out of Bay Residence, Karen was the

at my apartment? It's empty anyway, and looking for a new place is such a hassle. Plus,

place now that

a moment before suggesting, "What about my

quickly interrupted, "Don't even mention your brother's place. I need some peace and

didn't push further, respecting

could still visit her best friend and not worry too much. That was what mattered. "Dorothy, managing on your own with the kids, I'm afraid

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