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…” Bruce chuckled

We have never seen you

Daddy knows how to fly helicopters!”

“I can fly fighter jets too… and tanks.”

two kids

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

how to fold paper airplanes. Take out the paper

want to fold one too!” Bruce

could not help

Everett

will Mr. Everett always be like this?”

Mr. Everett to recover! The Everett family will face great trouble if he does

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

grumbled for a moment before returning to

time to attend to her work inside the bedroom

a moment during the past

not afford to

knock was

in,” Joanna

opened, and Miranda entered with a

should replenish some nutrients. I’ve heated up some milk for you,” Miranda said, gently reminding

lift her head and simply replied, “I know, Miranda! I will finish up this, and that will be all.”

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

thank you,” Joanna replied.

finish her sentence, the phone rang.

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