Chapter 1081


    The feeling of being constantly cherished melted away the wrath that had been simmering in


    Lysander''s heart.


    A trace of a smile curled the corners of his mouth as he pressed his cheek against Elowen''s tender


    face. The soft, squishy sensation was like a balm to his soul.


    No wonder Thssa loved to snuggle with the kids.


    "Ouch, that''s prickly," Elowenined, her neck retracting slightly as Lysander''s stubble brushed


    against her. She shook her little head to dodge his scratchy cheek and patted his face with her small,


    chubby hands.


    "Daddy, why do you have hair on your face? It''s so prickly," she said, touching it tentatively before


    quickly withdrawing her hand.


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    "It''s called a beard, sweetheart," Lysander replied gently. "Daddy didn''t shave yesterday."


    Lysander''s beard grew fast, necessitating daily shaves.


    Skip a day, and you''d be dealing with a prickly five o’clock shadow.


    Burning with feverst night, he had chased after Thssa and the children until this afternoon, without


    a wink of sleep.


    The exhaustion,pounded by the ordeal, only elerated the growth of his stubble.


    "Then go shave, Daddy. Beards aren''t handsome, and Mommy won''t like it," Elowen chimed, kicking


    her legs, ready to hop out of his arms.


    Lysander paused, looking at her for a few seconds before agreeing, "Alright."


    He bent down, ced Elowen on the ground, and made his way to the bathroom.


    Upon his return, his face was clean-shaven, entuating his handsome features and giving him a


    distinguished demeanor.


    "Wow, Daddy''s back to being handsome Daddy!" Elowen pped her little hands joyfully upon seeing


    him, brightening the mood.


    Lysander gave Elowen a tender nce before his gazended on Atticus'' cute, boyish face. "Atticus,


    With that, Lysander led the way to Atticus'' room.


    Atticus hesitated, ncing at his younger siblings, unsure of what his father wanted with him alone.


    His siblings looked on with puzzlement and a tinge of envy.


    Daddy wanted to see their brother alone – was there a special treat in store?


    Blinking, Atticus didn''t move until Dorian nudged him gently and said, "Daddy must need something.


    Go see what you can help with."


    "Yeah, like helping Mommy," Elowen agreed, nodding vigorously.


    Understanding, Atticus hurried to his room. Inside, he saw Lysander sitting on his bed.


    Approaching, Atticus asked, "Daddy, did you need something?"


    "Could you retrieve radar surveince footage from over a month ago, the same way you deleted it?"


    Lysander asked, his gaze prating.


    Atticus'' eyes widened in surprise. "Daddy, how did you know I deleted the radar surveince?"


    "The footage fromst night – you deleted it. Don''t think I didn''t notice," Lysander stated.


    Atticus chuckled, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. "Sorry, it only took a few seconds, and I


    didn''t realize it would be that easy."


    Lysander was at a loss for words.


    His ten tech experts hadbored for over ten minutes and couldn''t crack the radar''s security, yet Atticus


    had done it in seconds!


    "Can you retrieve all the surveince footage from and around Fortune Restaurant dating back 40


    days?" Lysander revealed his purpose.


    "Is this you asking for my help, Daddy?" Atticus inquired.


    Lysander nodded, his gaze solemn. "Yes."


    Atticus beamed. "Great! I can help Mommy with a big problem, and now I can help Daddy, too!"