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Timothy and Tifanny immediately raised their little hands in response, “Great!

I agree!”

A few dozen minutes later, the doorbell rang at Richelie Dunn’s house. Richelie winked at Timothy and Tiffany, signaling them to get ready, then went to open the door.

“Mr. Lewis, how come you’re here?”

Richelie’s exaggerated acting, with a fake smile that almost reached her ears, gave even her little son the chills.

He tugged at Richelie¹ s skirt, and she immediately looked down with an incredibly gentle expression.

“Timmy, welcome too!”

Little Timmy let out an “oh” and naturally slipped his hand into hers, “There were too many people at Grandpa Clarkson¹ s, so 1 just came out with daddy.” Hearing that her darling son considered her place a refuge anytime, Richelie’s resistance toward Roy Lewis became insignificant.

“Mr. Lewis, please come in!”

Richelle moved aside, letting Roy Lewis enter first, then led her eldest son in.

Having hidden themselves at the entrance, Timothy and Tiffany burst out the moment Roy Lewis stepped out of the entrance, igniting the confetti poppers in their hands. Among the colorful confetti, they jumped out, “Happy Birthday, Uncle!”

Roy Lewis had always been a serious person, so in his thirty years of life, no one had ever given him such a surprise.

First, he was startled, but the pair of children?? brimming with bright

smiles under the falling confetti quickly infected him. He crouched down, opening his arms to embrace the two children.

“Thank you, Timothy and Tifanny, Uncle really loves your gifts!”

After saying this, he pulled the gifts Richelie had handed to him in the morning from his coat pocket and waved them in front of Timothy and Tifanny.

Timothy and Tifanny beamed, wearing their masks as usual, but this time they were tiger masks they had just ordered online and had urgently delivered.

Even slow-on-the-uptake Roy Lewis caught on, gently patting the characters on the two little ones’ heads, “Did you choose these masks because it’s uncle’s zodiac is the Tiger?’¹

Tifanny giggled, leading him by the hand inside, “That’s right, Uncle is so smart!”

Timothy pulled out several more tiger masks of different sizes but the same style from somewhere and handed the largest to Roy Lewis.

“Uncle, let’s have a masked birthday party today! What do you think?”

Richelle was a little worried that Roy Lewis, the imposing CEO, would refuse this seemingly childish game.

However, without any hesitation, Roy Lewis readily accepted the mask, then crouched down again and held it out to Timothy.

“Could Timothy help put it on Uncle?”

Timothy nodded happily, “Of course!’¹

Tifanny picked up a mask the same size as her and her brother’s, ran to Little Timmy and said, “Big brother, this is yours! Tifanny will help you put it on!” Little Timmy chuckled and crouched down, “Thank you, little sister!”

Richelle stood to the side, watching Roy Lewis and the three children crouch together, masks covering their faces and bright smiles all around.

The last bit of dissatisfaction in her heart finally turned into deep emotion.

She took out her phone, choosing a few different angles to snap continuous shots of the happy faces of father and sons (and daughter).

Mrs. Walker also took out her phone and had been recording video since the moment Roy Lewis stepped out of the entrance.

Surrounded by the three children, Roy Lewis laughed and played for a moment, then looked up at Richelle, who was busily photographing them.

“Dr. Dunn, why aren’t you wearing a mask? Come take a few pictures with us.”

Roy Lewis was not a fan of talcing photos in his daily life, only having mandatory ID photos and the annual Lewis family portrait.

As for the frequent interviews and news reports in recent years, he had consistently refused to appear.

But now, he unexpectedly and bizarrely invited Richelle to take a group photo.

If his cherished son weren’t happily immersed at the moment, he would surely say, “Daddy, you’re not yourself.”

However, Roy Lewis himself hadn’t noticed his abnormality, and seeing Richelle unresponsive, he raised his voice and repeated.

“Dr. Dunn, come and take a few group photos!”

Richelle could no longer pretend not to hear and quickly shook her head in refusal.

“No, Mr. Lewis is the birthday star, and today you’re the protagonist. I’ll just be the photographer, lest 1 steal the limelight.”

Seeing that he couldn’t persuade her, Roy Lewis tousled his son’s hair, “You’re my doctor and Timmy’s teacher; it’s normal for us to take a group photo together.”

Having gotten a hint from his daddy, Little Timmy chimed in at once.

“Let’s just take a few photos together…”

Timothy and Tifanny, of course, wished for their family to be together, so they swung their little chubby hands, “Mommy, come on! Let’s take a big group photo!”

Their combined voices had the power to topple mountains and overturn the seas, like three atomic bombs exploding in her heart!

Even Mrs. Walker couldn’t watch anymore. She attached her phone to the holder and took Richelie’s phone, whispering to her.

“Richelle, do it for the kids. Go take a few pictures.”

The three children ran over and, with hands joined, dragged Richelle over.

“Daddy, you two stand at the back, and my brother and sister and I will stand at the front!”

Little Timmy, the big brother, made the arrangement crystal clear!

Timothy secretly gave him a thumbs up!

Great job, big brother!

Richelle was forcefully pushed by her eldest son to stand next to Roy Lewis, her body as stiff as a steel plate.

Roy Lewis, however, had no pressure; guided by his son, he shifted closer to Richelle.

Timmy, hands on hips, directed his father, “Daddy, stand a little closer this way!”

Timothy, on the other side, also subtly nudged Richelle toward Roy Lewis.

“Mommy, stand a little closer to Uncle.. The two of you should be closer together; it’ll look better on camera!”