Chapter 614


    When Dorothy woke up, the night had already wrapped the world outside in its dark embrace.


    Stretchingnguidly, she rose from the bed. Her legs were still tingling with a residual soreness, but


    at least she could walk now.


    Stepping out of the bedroom, the first floor was deserted, with only a singlemp casting a warm


    glow in the living room—it seemed like no one from upstairs had ventured down in quite some time.


    As she reached the stairwell, the sounds of yfulmotion drifted down from above. Everett was


    up there, his patience a well from which Abigail and Langston drew joyously. Each question they


    posed was met with careful attention, and Everett''s answers were thorough, a testament to his


    commitment to their curiosity.


    Dorothy knew that back at the Lopez Corporation, loads of work had awaited him, yet here he was


    ying with the children.


    Hearing Dorothy’s movement, Everett looked toward the staircase.


    "Mommy''s here!" Abigail''s little figure darted into Dorothy''s arms. "Look, Daddy got us new toys! I


    just unwrapped them!"


    Dorothy surveyed the upstairs, relieved to find only a mountain of toys—no forts or anything too


    rowdy that might have prompted a mild reprimand to Everett. She understood his desire to make up


    for the lost time with his children, but he couldn’t spoil them too much.


    Everett stood up and circled Dorothy into aforting embrace. "Awake now, are you hungry?"


    "Not really." Dorothy''s appetite was modest, and she could go a long while on little food.


    "I''ll have the chef whip up something light for you. You can’t skip meals, it''s not good for your


    stomach."


    Dorothy nodded, uncharacteristicallypliant. "Okay."


    Meanwhile, Langston let out a sigh of relief as the progress bar on hisputer finally hit 100%. He


    turned to share his triumph with Everett, only to catch the intimate moment between his parents. He


    scrunched his face and turned back to his screen, muttering something on his own.


    After Everett instructed the chef to prepare snacks for the children, he returned with a gentle


    question. "Mommy and I are visiting Saint Cathedral tomorrow morning. You two want toe?"


    Abigail was about to express her eagerness when Langston interjected.


    "I''m not going. I haven''t finished setting up thework security yet. Plus, why would I want to be a


    third wheel?"


    "If brother''s not going, I''m not either. I''ll stay with him!" Abigail dered, wrapping her arms around


    Langston''s neck with a giggle.


    Dorothy sighed. "Langston, where did you learn all these phrases?"


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    "What isn''t on the inte?"


    She worried about the vastness of the web but before she could voice her concerns, Everett took


    her hand and whispered reassuringly, "Don''t worry, I''ve filtered what Langston sees online. Nothing


    will slip through."


    "You''ve thought of that too?"


    "Of course. It’s my responsibility."


    Dorothy was no stranger to his meticulous nature, but this level of consideration still surprised her.


    It was clear why not just anyone could handle being the CEO of an international conglomerate.


    Beyond managing a daily deluge of decisions, one had to anticipate every eventuality.