At night.

Sophia carried Olivia back to the Wilson's residence and bumped into Trevon, who had just returned from the company.

Trevon glanced at his daughter. Sophia walked with big strides. "Is the food in Olivia's cafeteria delicious?" "It's quite delicious, but this class is too boring." Sophia recalled the professor's class. It was no different from a lullaby. It was too easy to fall asleep.

Olivia followed behind and walked slowly. "That's because you don't like medicine. If you learn boxing today, you'll be as energetic as if you've been injected with adrenalin.” Natalie heard their conversation. She analyzed, "This is the problem with personality. People with different personalities like different things. Some people like silence, some people like liveliness, some people like white, and some people like black.

Olivia, the professor's teaching method is recognized by the entire school as good, but it becomes a lullaby for you. This is also the reason for personality. Because of different preferences..." "Stop, Mom. | just said one thing. You give me a small essay." Natalie smiled. "I'm just telling you that you can't comment on something you don't like. It's very rude. You can't define something you don't like as bad." Sophia nodded hurriedly. She was afraid that her mother would continue to lecture her. She had only said it casually and did not say to others that the professor's lesson was like a lullaby.

She understood what her mother meant. Ever since they were young, their mother had taught them not to gossip about others.

Even if they didn't like it, they had to hide it in their hearts. This was basic etiquette and respect because what they didn't like didn't mean that it was wrong. It was just that they didn't like it.

She understood the logic and had always remembered it.

During dinner.

Trevon helped his two daughters and his wife pick up some food and said, "Sophia, Daddy will send you to school tomorrow." Upon hearing this, Sophia refused stubbornly. "There's no need. Didn't | come back by myself?" Natalie knew that he was worried about his daughter. This incident had cast a shadow on everyone's hearts to varying degrees.

She advised, "Listen to your father. Your father will come back after sending you to school. He won't stay in the hotel next your school." Olivia nudged her sister, signaling her to agree. Sophia was not very willing. "Alright." The next morning, Sophia urged her father to get up.

Trevon used a private plane to send Sophia back to school. This time, he brought 30 bodyguards with him. When he returned, he only brought 15 back. 15 were left overseas.

A week later.

Jasper had almost recovered. He planned to follow Trevon to work at the company. He put on the suit that Ruby had sent over and was in a good mood.

During the period of injury, Jasper did not go to the workshop again. He was afraid that his injuries would be discovered, so he obediently grounded himself at the Wilson's residence.

When Natalie pushed the door open and entered, she saw her son adjusting his sleeves. She looked at the suit her son was wearing and asked, "This is made by Ruby." "Yes." She even gave him a tie.

else. From her son's face, it could be seen that he was very happy. It was

getting dressed, a text message came in from Jasper's phone. He unlocked it and took a look at the message. The corners of

paused on the screen for a moment before replying. [Okay.] [Does the Clothes

long time. He did not send any more messages. After pondering for a while, he typed a line of words on the screen. [How much is the customization price this time?] Half a minute later, the chat interface showed that the

time" emoji. [Got it. Best of luck.] Jasper looked at the cute emoji on

Ruby likes to play

for a long time, Jasper still could

the chat, Ruby deleted all the chat messages as usual. She was very familiar

the weekend, at the

in the suburbs and not in the city. The original size of the orphanage was very small, but after Tucker's investment and expansion, it was now

at the door and

drove towards the school gate from

door and let the car drive in. William jogged

two cars opened. A group of people got out of the car. The drivers were

Olivia and Nona got off from

some were grounded, and some were in tuition classes or at work. There were only a few free people left. When Ruby's studio officially opened, she

the trunk was opened, the children in the classroom saw a familiar figure

and realized that there were a lot fewer people than before. "Jasper and the others didn't come." Ruby said gently, "He's at work. Cyril and Harper are revising. Jayden and the others are at the cram school.” William nodded. "The children have been nagging for a long time. They said that

like a child. "You miss me so much. Then

to share with the other children." Children were very straightforward when it came to whether they liked someone or not. They were very straightforward when it came to the person they liked. They could run around happily after being praised by

people looked at the children who were laughing and fighting for work. They were also affected and laughed. Nona helped to carry things. This time,

replied softly, "Yes, the last time | came, a few children wanted to learn how to bake. | went to buy some ingredients with Olivia and the others. Today, | plan to let the children try it together and experience how the cupcakes are made." Olivia asked, "Ms. Harris, is the oven in the kitchen working now?" William replied, "It's not working. | haven't used it for the past two days. I'll get someone to move it over later." Alex was very proactive. She didn't know how to make cakes, but she could help move

diligent to come to the orphanage. Sometimes, she would even sleep here

In the classroom.

Olivia was teaching them about safety, and Ruby was

to

of them arrived, all the

kindergarten, the children here wets much quieter ang parelensivle TR vise Beta use they had no parents since they were born. Some were abandoned, and some was placed at the entrance

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