Chapter 1883 Seeing Your Happiness


    Chapter 1883 Seeing Your Happiness


    "That''s good," Cecelia''s expression rxed slightly. "Seeing your happiness, only then can I be at


    ease."


    "Mom, we''re fine. You go take care of Alisha first, we''ll talkter," Joyce said softly.


    "Okay, I''ll hang up for now," Cecelia smiled as she ended the video call.


    Joyce breathed a sigh of relief, leaning towards Luther and reaching out to hold him without saying a


    word.


    "What''s wrong?" Luther kissed the back of her hand gently, saying, "I mean it, Orik and Dr. Jocelyn


    have returned, they will find a solution."


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    In fact, they hadn''t. He lied to her. Orik and Dr. Jocelyn had only found a way to dy, not a substantive


    solution. As for how long they could dy, that was also uncertain. But he didn''t want to tell her. Also,


    in the past two days, he had begun to feel a bit weak, knowing deep inside that his condition might be


    worsening. But he couldn''t let her worry anymore.


    Joyce nodded. "Yes, of course. We still have many, many years ahead of us. Until you''re tired of me,


    that is."


    Luther smiled, reaching out to pinch her nose. "How could I ever get tired of you? Let alone in this


    lifetime, not even in the next or the one after."


    After speaking, he gently kissed her lips. Perhaps feeling it wasn''t enough, he simply embraced her


    waist and indulged in a deep kiss.


    At that moment, Anderson came down from the second floor and upon seeing them embracing and


    kissing, he pretended to turn away.


    "I didn''t see anything. Not suitable for kids," he joked.


    Hearing Anderson''s voice, Joyce quickly pushed Luther away. "Be mindful, this is the living room."


    Luther let go of Joyce. "Understood, my dear wife."


    "Don''t give me that, you don''t live up to what you say," Joyce teased him.


    Then, she went to hold Anderson''s hand. "Hungry? It''s time for us to eat."


    Luther nced at the dining room from a distance. "Yes, it''s all set. Anderson, call Darrin to join us."


    A group of people sat down at the dining table.


    Today, Luther had arranged for a top-notch Japanese cuisine and a Western chef to prepare an


    exquisitely luxurious spread.


    Joyce served Anderson with plenty of delicious food, and his mouth was soon full.


    At the table, Anderson asked, "Can I go back to kindergarten? It''s been many days since I went."


    Joyce nced at Anderson. "It''s rare that you want to go by yourself. Of course, you can, and Uncle


    Aaron will be in charge of picking you up and dropping you off. Do you miss your little friends?"


    "Not really, I''m just bored at home. It''s nice to be somewhere else during the day," Anderson said as he


    scooped a spoonful of dessert, a delicious mango soufflé. Although he kept in touch with Fair, given the


    time difference, they couldn''t always be online together.


    "It''s good that Anderson is beginning to understand the concept of being in a group. He''s better than I


    was when I was young; I had private tutors and hardly went to school," Luther praised.


    "Darrin smiled, with a hint of oddity. No wonder Mr. Warner was so paranoid, difficult to get close to,


    turns out he was never good at fitting in since he was young."


    Joyce sighed. This was why she had always insisted on sending Anderson to regr schools at his


    age; interacting with peers was crucial for his mental and physical well-being. Geniuses could be lonely


    and needed to actively engage with others.


    Luther shot Darrin a stern look. What did that peculiar smile mean?


    "By the way, you''re going to Rohomes for a special mission. When are you nning to leave?" Joyce


    asked.


    "Ah, Uncle Darrin, you''re leaving? Are youing back?" Anderson was surprised, feeling a bit


    reluctant. He got along well with Darrin, and even with the former Kane. It was better than being alone.


    "Of course, I''lle back. I''m just going on business," Darrin ruffled Anderson''s hair. "It''ll be quick."


    "Oh, I was just asking," Anderson replied stubbornly.


    "Contact Reuben directly, go to him, and let him arrange whatever you need," Joyce said. "And his


    captain of the guard, what''s her name?" She suddenly couldn''t recall.


    "Griz," Darrin took over.


    "Oh, right, Griz," Joyce nodded. "They should be able to assist you, and likewise, we can help them


    covertly. In any case, everyone''s goals are aligned."


    "I heard that the Rohomes heir election has been postponeddue to unforeseen circumstances. The


    specific reasons are unclear," Luther suddenly interjected.


    "Postponed? To when? How do you know?" Joyce was taken aback, wondering why she hadn''t heard


    any of this news.


    "The specific timing of the postponement is unclear, but I heard there''s been aplication. The most


    likely heir, Clint, might not be the frontrunner anymore," Luther pointed to his phone. "I just found out


    about this insider information."


    "Could it be rted to OGW? Does it have something to do with the recent events involving the


    Saunders family, implicating OGW?" Darrin spected.


    "It''s very likely, given the longstanding connections between the Rohomes royal family and OGW. It''s


    normal for Clint to be implicated," Luther nodded.


    "Doesn''t that mean Reuben could be in danger?" Although Joyce hadn''t experienced royal conflicts,


    she could guess to some extent. With Clint''s ruthless nature and his threatened position as the heir, he


    wouldn''t spare Reuben.


    "It''s a struggle behind closed doors, the situation is tense. Darrin, you must be extremely cautious on


    this trip," Luther advised. "If you need support, let me know in time."


    "Alright," Darrin suddenly pictured Griz in his mind: stubborn and unwavering. If Reuben was in


    danger, Griz would be too. His heart raced, and he began to worry. Suddenly, he couldn''t sit still; he


    wished to fly to Rohomes immediately.


    "Commander, Mr. Warner, I''m leaving. I''m not at ease leaving things here," Darrin looked troubled.


    "After all, Athena''s matter hasn''t been resolved. I''ve had people keep an eye on her; it''s been quiet


    recklessly. When that happens..."


    He nced at Anderson, full of concern.


    "It''s okay. You go to Rohomes with peace of mind. I have enough people to take over your work. Before


    you leave, just ensure the ongoing matters are handed over properly," Luther reassured him.


    Darrin looked at Joyce.


    Joyce nodded. "The situation in Rohomes is closely tied to OGW, and what you need to do now is


    equally important. I think we shouldn''t dy; you should leave tomorrow."


    Luther raised his ss. "Let''s have a drink tonight to see you off, and wish you a smooth journey."


    "You muste back soon," Anderson''s bright eyes held anticipation.


    Darrin was visibly moved and nodded. "I will."


    The room was filled with a warm and pleasant atmosphere.