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After Everett's account was removed from the company, did he go to see Quincy?
Dorothy's mind was flooded with an array of unsettling thoughts, which she quickly dismissed.
"He must have visited Quincy because of my illness, seeking treatment for me."
Otherwise, if Everett wanted to meet Quincy, he would have done so openly. Why the need to deceive?
Or maybe...
It was just a brief encounter, possibly Quincy reaching out to him first, and then Everett had to rush off for work matters.
In that case, Everett hadn't lied.
It was all in her head.
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Taking a deep breath, Dorothy pushed those thoughts away, telling herself to stop overthinking.
In the children's room, Langston bombarded his dad with all the tech and intequestions he had accumulated over time.
Everett fixed his computer and arranged for Kevin to cover the next day with an upgraded version.
Abigail, with nothing to ask, clung to her dad like a koala, refusing to let go.
"Daddy, are you coming back tomorrow?"
Everett stroked his daughter's hair. "Daddy has to work hard. Only then can | afford to buy you sweets."
Abigail pouted. "lI don't need sweets. Just cback home! Stop working."
"Really? No more sweets?"
"Mhm."
Everett knew what his daughter meant.
Despite their age, his kids were fully aware of the recent tension at home.
"Abigail and angston, listen to mek.
No matter what happens, you boty’
need t&help daddy protect mogimy.
Make sure she doesn't get hart! If
she's sad, comfort her." Cantent
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Langston, puzzled, said, "That sounds strange, Dad."
Abigail found the conversation a bit complex, but Langston quickly grasped the essence.
After a brief thought, he nodded. "Okay, I'll help! Just letknow what you need. As long as it's good for mommy, I'll do it."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Good boy."
Everett trusted his son. Instead of keeping him in the dark, it was better to have an ally at home.
Who knows when it might cin handy?
Moreover...
Everett didn't want his children to feel anxious anymore.
They might not express it, but they understood everything very well.
After their dad left the room, Abigail whispered to her brother, "Langston, what did daddy mean by all that?"
"Eh?" Abigail's eyes widened. "Is that what he meant?"
"Exactly," Langston raised an eyebrow. "You doubt me?"
Abigail shook her head immediately. "Nope! As long as you understand, that's enough. I'll follow your lead."
"That's how it should be."
Langston patted his sister's head. "I'm older, after all. You should listen to me."
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