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…”

you fly one,” one of the

Daddy knows how to fly helicopters!” the

without thinking, “I can fly fighter jets too…

kids were dumbfounded!

the two little ones joined in the laughter as they

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

too!” Bruce said, his

not help

imagine that Mr. Everett would

Mr. Everett always be like this?” one of the maids

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 is a delicate woman, and now she

hears us, we will be in

grumbled for a moment before returning to their

attend to her work inside the bedroom after

not rested for even a moment during the past

could not afford to slack off, lest it trigger a

knock was

in,” Joanna said.

Miranda entered with a glass

Miranda said, gently reminding her. “Take a break.

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

setting

thank you,” Joanna

could finish her sentence, the

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