Was it Everett's guiding hand that made everything run so smoothly at Trust-E? No one could say for sure, but their projects were sailing through without much of a hitch. Even the minor hiccups were quickly resolved. Dorothy had been worried about not spending enough time with Langston, but now she was managing to get home early almost every day.

"Mommy, look! I made a crown for my brother!"

The moment Abigail was picked up from school and stepped through the door, she was all excited, showing off her creation.

Langston, who had been lounging on the couch with his laptop, looked as if he'd rather be anywhere else.

"I'm a boy, I don't need a crown."

"But I made it super pretty! Look, brother!"

Abigail, undeterred, placed the paper crown she was holding into his hands, her face full of hope.

"...Who writes 'get well soon, legs' on a crown?" Langston couldn't help but comment, but he still placed the crown on his head to humor her.

freshly washed fruit, caught the sight of her son's half-amused,

one who could handle Langston was

who could handle

one for him too!" Abigail, seeing

He's still busy at

hasn't played with me at all

smiled softly, taking her daughter's hand, "Because daddy isn't just your dad, he's also the boss to a lot of people. They all rely on him to make money. Just wait a bit longer, and when he's less busy, he'll play with you." She tried to explain things in a way Abigail could understand, mainly to avoid her daughter

receiving end. Knowing he was busy, she tried get home earlier to take care of

the sound of a car pulling up outside

turned their attention

a small cakez and some toys, still dressed in his impeccably tailored dark suit, the very image of the distinguished

the door,

shift was both jarring

"Daddy!"

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