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Luther carried Anderson happily right into Joyce's apartment. He put Anderson down, stroked his head, and then handed Anderson a large bag he had just taken out of the sports car, "Good boy, this is the smartphone and the latest computer I promised you. Take them and have fun yourself.

"Wow!" Anderson jumped up and down with excitement.

The little boy held up a large gift bag and looked especially cute and adorable.

After Anderson walked into his room with his gift in his arms...

Joyce finally couldn't help but question Luther, "What the hell are you doing? What are you doing in the kindergarten?"

"Oh, you're late for picking up your own kid and you won't allow me to do it?" Luther gave her a sidelong glance.

"I..." Joyce was speechless.

Why would it even matter to him if she was late? And now, what's wrong with the questioning tone of his?

my way out and was delayed, and there was

been so rigorous and conscientious in her work. And you think these could be the reasons for such a mistake? You would accept such poor reasons from

Why did she have to explain to him

the analogy reasonable? Was she

the kindergarten

sank and his face changed. He was not Anderson's father? Such words, especially when they were

knew full well that he was Anderson's

deep breath, he pushed his

he would give her time, and he

get into this

the school. They laughed at Anderson for him not having a father, and I couldn't just stand asides and stepped in to help Anderson out. Is that wrong?" Joyce was silent. She knew that the children who

possibly stop them

about it, but she knew that he must have longed to have a father

know that Anderson would be laughed at again by

was having a good time inside the

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