After arriving at the Jenson residence, he walked through the windy paths before arriving at the entrance of Harrick Villa.

Outside, he could vaguely hear the sound of high-pitched laughter within the villa.

That sounds like Zendy.

His expression softened as he envisioned Zendaya’s radiant smile. He stood by the door in silence, waiting to pick her up.

Ten minutes later, Gwendolyn and Cedrick came out with the children in tow.

Upon seeing Charles, Zendaya ran over to him to ask for a hug like usual.

“Uncle Charles!”

Charles crouched down and lifted Zendaya into his arms as she approached. He turned to Gwendolyn and Cedrick, addressing them, “Gwen, Mr. Jenson, Zendy is running late for school. We’ll be on our way.”

“Okay!” Gwendolyn responded.

Cedrick nodded in response.

Benedict, who was holding his father’s hand, pursed his lips in displeasure as he watched Zendaya and Charles leave, their laughter echoing in the air.

Sensing his discontent, Gwendolyn inquired, “Benny, would you like to go to kindergarten as well?”

Benedict shook his head. “I’m still sick. The IV drip and injections take up too much time, so I can’t attend kindergarten like Zendy.”

Scoffing, he continued, “Plus, I find it difficult to connect with kids my age. While they’re learning basic math, I’m already tackling more advanced Mathematical Olympiad questions for junior high. We don’t have any common topics to discuss.”

Gwendolyn understood what he was getting at.

“So you dislike Uncle Charles and don’t want to see him?”

Benedict grumbled, “He may be Zendy’s godfather, but I never accepted him as mine. I don’t want to see him around. It’s irritating how he shows up every day to take Zendy with him.”

Cedrick bent down and picked him up.

As Benedict spent most of his time in his sickbed, he seldom had the chance to be embraced by his father. Delighted, he wrapped his arms around Cedrick’s neck and nestled his head on the latter’s broad shoulder.

Gwendolyn ruffled the young child’s hair affectionately.

“Daddy, I’m glad you were the one who won Mommy’s heart. If it were Charles, I would’ve cut ties with him!”

Gwendolyn’s

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combination

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out in

Villa and headed to the garage,

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she recalled Charles

your date with Whitney yesterday? Did you have fun?” she asked eagerly, fixing

a great time.” Charles pondered briefly before asking, “If I marry Whitney, and she becomes your godmother, will you be

so nice to me. I’m really glad you don’t like that old lady, Ms. Cloud. She’s old, ugly, and mean. You can’t possibly like

and stretched one arm out to pat

you love, and I hate everything

the best, Uncle

curved into a warm smile. He could never bring himself to be harsh to

to work at Seduction Bar. I’m going to marry Whitney soon. I’ll

ever. After safely dropping Zendaya off at the kindergarten, he made his way back to the Newton residence, arriving precisely at

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