Even though Penny Sullivan still had many curious questions, her son didn't want her to meddle, so she could only return, somewhat disappointed, as Arthur Lindsey had suggested, not to concern herself with the process, but to quietly await the outcome at home.
After they left, Arthur Lindsey gently approached his woman, seductively parting his lips, "Honey, take Clarissa upstairs."
"...Alright, I'll take her to rest."
Ding Ma responded to him, her eyes meeting his amorous gaze, lightly touched with a hint of newlywed shyness.
Then, she took the now-silent Clarissa from Xiao Ding's arms; Clarissa obediently snuggled into her embrace.
After the mother and daughter went upstairs.
Only the three of them—father and sons—were left in the living room.
The atmosphere was a bit delicate.
Marco felt somewhat uncomfortable.
Because his father's mischievous gaze was fixed on him.
"Come with me."
Arthur Lindsey stood up gracefully, took a step, and walked ahead.
