41: Mythological Powers

YVONNE —

"I hope you did have a nice day at work today?" he questioned, his countenance epitomizing concern.

"Good afternoon, Alpha Conan," I blurted out.

"Good afternoon, Dr. Yvonne, the mother of the most amazing kids I have ever come across," he responded, letting out a smile.

"Thanks," I replied with a smirk on my lips. "Although my greetings have nothing to do with my kids, I don't see the need for involving them," I added.

"My bad, I was just amazed by their incredible characters and love for each other. You are really doing a nice job. Their father must be the happiest man on earth when he comes back from his trip," he responded.

"Trip? Who told you their father went on a trip?" I was shocked.

"Nothing, just misuse of words. I wanted to say when you guys come back from this trip," he reacted.

At this moment, I sensed the curiosity on the kids' faces. There is no way I'm letting them stay here and listen to this conversation. I squatted to their height to talk to them.

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