As we entered the living room, Ava and Jenny's laughter echoed through the building. The once-silent courtyard now buzzed with life.

Since coming here, my mother had been completely liberated, no longer burdened by kitchen duties.

She quickly stood up and looked at us. "You're finally done with your work."

My mom's eyes were carefully scrutinizing my face.

"Next time, please eat dinner without waiting for us. Things get busy, and we'll only keep everyone hungry," I said. "We'll call ahead the next time we're late."

My dad emerged from the bathroom, looking like he had just finished working.

The kitchen staff respectfully approached Atlas. "Sir, can we start serving dinner now?"

Atlas quickly nodded. "Yes."

Then he turned to my dad, asking, "Dad, did you just finish work too?"

My dad smiled contentedly. "Yes! This place is amazing. There's so much to do. Oh right, can you do me a favor?"

While accompanying him to the dining room, Atlas nodded and said, "Tell me."

dad awkwardly asked, "Do you have some gardening

them. That's not a problem. I'll have them

no need to trouble them to deliver now. You can bring it to me after

words made me chuckle. "Dad, you should have just told him to find you a mentor. Then you'd have a companion

also laughed and, with a good-natured tone, said, "Chlo is right. We can do that. I'll have someone start

looking much more spirited than before. He was much stronger and more

appeared in my mind, and I still didn't know what he looked

quietly. Where was my other dad now? I wondered

turned

missing. Everyone was excited. My favorite was

words were often

many rose and magnolia saplings. These roses were said to be rare

knew Atlas would spoil

dinner, I called Myra. After all, Melanie's

to answer the phone, and she sounded

worries, how is he

quite lovable!" Myra said, then sighed inadvertently. "Poor child, having

felt a

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