Mark smiled faintly. When Cecilia went upstairs, he continued to assist his daughter in walking. His expression was very tender, devoid of any trace of unhappiness.

Waylen, who had witnessed the entire scene, couldn’t help but chuckle.

“I have to say, I didn’t realize you had such patience.”

Mark asked, “What do you mean?”

Olivia, weary from her attempts to walk, no longer wanted to continue and clamored Mark to hold her.

Mark, holding his daughter with one arm, prepared to get some warm milk for her. However, he found only enough milk formula for one serving.

He summoned the servant.

The servant hurriedly apologized.

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sorry. I had a lot to do

the situation and leaned

make an issue of it with the

Olivia with one arm, prepared a fresh bottle of warm milk with the other, and sat down on the sofa to

and held the bottle

her milk, Mark watched her

quietly, feeling somewhat

had been back for some time, taking control of the company and making bold and decisive

a stark difference from the

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