“Tyrone, there you are. Please, have a seat.” Royce offered a warm smile and said to Keilani, “Keilani, I need to talk with Tyrone in private. You go upstairs for now.”

Keilani bit her lip and nodded in acquiescence. Her presence in the Nelson family’s residence after more than a decade seemed to be both welcomed and distant. It was not a place where she could do as she pleased.

As Keilani made her way upstairs, Royce settled into a chair opposite Tyrone. “Keilani can be a bit spoiled sometimes. I hope you can forgive her if she offends you.”

Tyrone returned the smile. “Not long ago, I found myself in a difficult situation, and you played a crucial role in resolving it.

I can’t thank you enough for your help. Besides, Keilani is your niece. I wouldn’t argue with her.”

“As an official, it’s my duty to uphold justice for the people. No need to thank me for that. You should thank your wife,” Royce replied with a warm smile.

“My wife?”

to me. Were you not

Tyrone realized Sabrina’s efforts. On the day she returned home, despite the disagreement they had had while he was in detention, she had reached out to Royce, seeking

couldn’t help but smile. She must have been furious with him at that

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habit of calling Sabrina every day, hoping for

going well and

important guest, Keilani, the niece of a

been asked by one of her friends to investigate

dedicated teachers, an excellent canteen,

two-week vacation during

it inaccessible for ordinary families, ensuring that only children

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