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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.
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