Female Novel
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 a large bag he had just taken out of the sports car, "Good boy, this is the
smartphone and the latest computer I promised you. Take them and have fun yourself. "
"Wow!" Anderson jumped up and down with excitement.
The little boy held up a large 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're late for picking up your own kid and you won't allow me to do it?" Luther gave her a
sidelong glance.
"I ..." Joyce was speechless.
Why would it even matter to him if she was late? And now, what's wrong with the questioning tone of
his?
"I took a phone call on my way out and was delayed, 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 accept such poor reasons from your own staff?" Luther
said with dissatisfaction.
Joyce simply felt like freaking out. Why did she have to explain to him for being late?
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 explain 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 explained 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 classmates and his mother at the entrance of the
school. They laughed 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?"novelbin
"..."
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 be laughed at again by his classmates on his first day of
kindergarten.
She glanced 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 he comforted, "Since they have misunderstood, why not just
keep it that way. We don’t need to explain 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 more comfortable 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 ..."