Chapter 924


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    Luther carried Anderson happily right into Joyce''s apartment. He put Anderson down, stroked his head,


    and then handed Anderson arge bag he had just taken out of the sports car, "Good boy, this is the


    smartphone and thetestputer I promised you. Take them and have fun yourself. "


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


    The little boy held up arge 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''rete for picking up your own kid and you won''t allow me to do it?" Luther gave her a


    sidelong nce.


    "I ..." Joyce was speechless.


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


    his?


    "I took a phone call on my way out and was dyed, and there was traffic on the road." She defended.


    "Miss Knowles has always been so rigorous and conscientious in her work. And you think these could


    be the reasons for such a mistake? You would ept such poor reasons from your own staff?" Luther


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    said with dissatisfaction.


    Joyce simply felt like freaking out. Why did she have to exin to him for beingte?


    Staff? Was the analogy reasonable? Was she his employee?


    "Who is Mr. Warner to be in my business? And you caused such a big misunderstanding in the


    kindergarten today. You must find a way to exin to the teachers that you are not Anderson’s father."


    She exasperated.


    Luther''s heart sank and his face changed. He was not Anderson’s father? Such words, especially when


    they were from her, were extraordinarily heart wrenching.


    She knew full well that he was Anderson’s father.


    Taking a deep breath, he pushed his anger back down.


    He said he would give her time, and he had to be calm.


    Let''s not get into this with her first.


    He exined kindly, "I went to the project site this afternoon. I left early, and stopped by to give


    Anderson a visit. Unexpectedly, I met Anderson’s ssmates and his mother at the entrance of the


    school. Theyughed 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 grew up with Anderson often said behind his back


    that Anderson didn''t have a father and made fun of Anderson.


    She couldn''t possibly stop them one by one.


    Anderson never said anything about it, but she knew that he must have longed to have a father himself.


    So, she never dared to mention the word "dad" in front of Anderson.


    Little did she know that Anderson would beughed at again by his ssmates on his first day of


    kindergarten.


    She nced worriedly at Anderson, who was having a good time inside the room.


    Fortunately, Anderson was not affected in any way.


    Perhaps, thanks to Luther''s presence, it was stopped in time.


    It was no wonder that Anderson would deliberately acted along with Luther.


    She held her forehead feebly and looked tired.


    Luther saw that she was depressed, and heforted, "Since they have misunderstood, why not just


    keep it that way. We don’t need to exin to the teachers. Let them all think Anderson has a father,


    OK?"


    Joyce did not say anything. Right now, it was the best way for Anderson to stay in the kindergarten


    happily.


    Luther was much morefortable when he saw that she did not object. In any case, in the


    kindergarten, he had first given himself a proper name.


    Originally, he was Anderson’s father.


    "By the way, why do you have to let Anderson go to kindergarten? It''s perfectly fine to hire private


    tutors, all the best teachers, and if you think the cost is too high, I can ..."