Bruce, now mentally regressed to the age of three or four, displayed a childlike innocence.

He quickly joined his kids in enthusiastic play.

“Daddy, hand me that one and the triangular building blocks,” Davian said.

Davian constructed an Ecostanian-style castle with building blocks, while Irvin built a mansion in the style of ancient architecture.

Bruce seemed to catch on and meticulously began building a structure reminiscent of a palace.

“Let’s see who finishes first and whose creation looks the best. We’ll take pictures and let Mommy be the judge… one of the children proposed.

“I’m definitely going to make mine look better than yours,” the other replied confidently.

“Hmph, we’ll see about that!” the children exclaimed as they challenged one another.

The two little ones were engrossed in building with the blocks.

When they turned around, they were astonished to find that their father had nearly completed his creation.

The design was grand and sophisticated, completely surpassing the children’s expectations.

“Wow, Daddy, you’re amazing!” they exclaimed excitedly.

“What style is this? It looks like a school but also resembles an ancient castle,” Irvin said, his face full of disbelief.

Davian carefully examined it again and said, “Yes! Daddy, why did you build something so strange? We have never seen anything like this in our picture books!”

Images of an odd-looking house had flashed through Bruce’s mind, and he instinctively built it according to its style. “Daddy, can you fold paper airplanes?” one of the children asked.

can fly planes…” Bruce chuckled in response.

is just bragging! We have never seen you

said Daddy knows how to fly

thinking, “I can fly fighter

two kids were

they did not understand fighter jets, the two little ones joined in the laughter as they exclaimed, “Daddy loves to brag!”

Take out the paper first, then fold it in half,” Irvin explained while

fold one too!” Bruce

could not help but

Everett

like this?”

Everett family will face great trouble if he does not recover

not talk about this. If the butler hears us, we will

for a moment before returning to their duties.

her work inside the bedroom after Bruce

a

had finally regained its stability, and she could not afford to slack off, lest it trigger a harmful

was

in,” Joanna said.

and Miranda entered with a

you,” Miranda said, gently reminding her. “Take

replied, “I know, Miranda! I will finish up this, and

place the glass of milk beside you,” Miranda said, setting it down carefully. “Drink it while it’s

thank you,” Joanna replied.

she could finish her sentence,

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