Soon, the sun began to set.
The dining hall was filled with joyous laughter as the five of them sat around the dining table, raising the wine glasses. Vania was the first to speak. “Let’s raise our glasses in honor of your little brother’s return. We’ll have even better days up ahead.”
“Welcome home, little brother. Cheers to better days ahead.”
Everyone’s glasses clinked together, producing a powerful resonating sound.
Vania silently prayed that she would find their sister too, and the family would be reunited.
…
Over the next few days, Vania stayed at home to accompany her four children. When Jude had gotten used to his new environment, she finally decided to go back to work.
Early in the morning, she applied exquisite makeup on her face and put on her handy suit. She looked completely different from her usual gentle self.
Jude looked up at her, amazed at her stunning beauty.
Vania walked to the door and waved toward her four darlings. “Mommy is going to work! Goodbye!”
“Bye-bye, Mommy.”
Even though Jude remained silent, he still waved at Vania.
Vania smiled and left her home, assured.
…
In the president’s office of Luke Corporation, there had been a constant low mood throughout the company over the past few days.
No one could guess what had happened to their own president.
Larry stood in the office, peeking at the president who was looking through some documents.
He was extremely curious.
He heard that a man would experience feeling down several days in a month, so could it be that the president was going through this exact phenomenon?
However, he had worked with the president for so long, but this phenomenon never occurred before. Hence, he couldn’t quite comprehend it.
This woman didn’t even take the initiative to send him messages, so why should he?
Hanson didn’t even realize how weird his temper and train of thoughts were.
Larry looked at Hanson. The latter wanted to start a conversation with Vania, but he was too shy to take action. Thus, he began to come up with a plan for his president.
An idea flashed across his mind, and he smiled before quickly putting his smile away. He cleared his throat and said, “President Luke, logically speaking, Miss Vania should be going to the hospital for a check-up today. However, it seems that—”
Hanson glared at him. “Spit it out already.”
“Apparently, Miss Vania has no one to accompany her to the check-up. Also, she seems to have forgotten about this.”
Hearing that, Hanson raised an eyebrow. He then picked up the phone he had tossed away moments ago and twirled it in his hands.
After a while, he stopped what he was doing and told Larry, “Come on, we’ll go buy a wheelchair first.”
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