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.

I can fly planes…”

is just bragging! We have never seen you fly one,” one of the children said.

said Daddy knows how to

out without thinking, “I can fly fighter jets too… and

two kids were

little ones joined in the laughter

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

too!” Bruce said, his mouth involuntarily drooling

not help but feel

Everett would one day become

Mr. Everett always be like this?” one

heart. I hope the heavens will open their eyes and allow Mr. Everett to recover! The Everett family will face great trouble if he does not recover soon. Miss Haynes

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

for a moment before returning

had time to attend to her work inside

for even a moment during the past two hours.

its stability, and she could not afford to slack off, lest it trigger a

was heard.

in,” Joanna said.

Miranda entered with a glass of milk.

said, gently reminding her. “Take a break. It’s not good for the baby if you overwork.”

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

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, the phone

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