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.

fly planes…”

you fly one,”

to fly helicopters!” the other replied.

can

two kids were

the two little ones joined in the laughter as they exclaimed, “Daddy loves

paper airplanes. Take out the paper first, then fold it in half,”

one too!”

not help but

could not imagine that Mr. Everett would one

Mr. Everett always be like this?” one of

will face great trouble if he does not recover soon. Miss Haynes is a delicate woman, and now she is pregnant too. How can she handle such a large estate all by

If the butler hears us, we will be in trouble!” another maid

a moment before returning to their duties.

time to attend to her work inside the bedroom

a moment during the

could not

knock was

in,” Joanna said.

opened, and Miranda entered with a

up some milk for you,” Miranda said, gently reminding her. “Take a break. It’s not good for the

Miranda! I will finish up this, and that will be all.”

milk beside you,” Miranda said, setting it down carefully. “Drink it

thank you,” Joanna replied.

could finish her

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