Soon, the table was full of dishes.
They would have an early dinner today.
"Ivy, sit down and eat with us." Joyce said. Ivy had treated Anderson really well during this time, when she was so often away from home.
"Alright." Ivy enthusiastically served the food to everyone, and then she sat down to eat with them.
Joyce and Luther were both hungry and they soon finished all the dishes.
After finishing the meal, Ivy cleaned the table up.
Luther and Anderson both nestled on the couch playing a game.
Joyce caught a glimpse of it, and grimaced speechlessly. Between the two of them, they seemed to have a tacit agreement to stick together whenever they had the chance. Perhaps, for a boy, a father was just indispensable.
Once he was here, she became like an outsider, dispensable.
The scene in front of her looked extraordinarily warm at the moment.
She remembered abruptly what Otis had said last night. He already knew about Anderson' existence.
Her bright eyes instantly dimmed. Right now, what should she do?
Should she send Anderson away? And where could she even send him? No one could take care of him in Mufron and Otis could still find him. Now that he had known her identity, with Otis’ power and connections, he could find them easily.
Her gaze then fell on Luther and she gazed at him in silence.
He was the richest man in Pascaylia, and even in the the Capital, he had vast connections. Instead of sending Anderson away, would it be safer to put Anderson under his nose?
What's more, in the Capital they had Karl.
Wouldn't it be safer just to keep Anderson around?
It might not be such a good idea to go as far as to Mufron and staying here might be easier for them to get the situation under control.
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