Eleanor nodded. She''d been working upstairs all evening and hadn''t spent much


    time with her daughter, so she picked up the fruit tter and headed for the study on the first floor.


    As soon as she stepped into the study, Eleanor could hearn''s gentle voice exining something, followed by her daughter''s questions.


    "Daddy, does my writing look nice?"


    "Yes, it does. If you press a little harder on this stroke, it''ll look even better." Ian''s voice was low and patient. "That''s right, just like that."


    Eleanor walked in and saw the heartwarming scene, aplex emotion stirring within her. Evelyn was learning diligently, her little face a mask of concentration, whilen watched her with a smile of approval.


    Sensing someone''s presence, Evelyn turned her head and called out happily, "Mommy."


    "Okay," Evelyn chirped, nodding happily.


    Eleanor ced the fruit on the coffee table next to the desk, and Evelyn excitedly held up her practice book. "Mommy, look at the words I wrote."


    Eleanor leaned in to look. Her daughter had written simple words in neat script. Though the strokes were still a bit shaky, the structure was quite good.


    It was clearn was an excellent teacher.


    "You did a wonderful job," Eleanor praised sincerely, ruffling her daughter''s hair.


    Evelyn picked up a small fork, speared a piece of pear, and offered it to her father. "Daddy, you first."


    Eleanor sat down and took it. Only then did Evelyn get a piece for herself, munching on it happily.


    At that moment, both found their attention irresistibly drawn to Evelyn''s face, alight with sheer delight.


    Eleanor was about to refuse when he added, "Dr. Lyman and Principal Maxwell will be there, along with Dr. Windsor and the neuro-engineers from Starnova."


    The refusal died on her lips. The opportunity to exchange ideas with them would be beneficial for her research.


    her as he spoke earnestly, "An opportunity like this is rare, and it will


    help your future research.nd.


    you the time and ceter."


    "Your attendance would also be a show of support for my work,"n continued.


    Eleanor nodded. "Thank you for the invitation. I''ll be there."


    A flicker of relief crossedn''s eyes. He forked another piece of fruit into his mouth, which now tasted even sweater. At this moment, he didn''t ask for much. This was enough


    After they finished the fruit, Eleanor took over teaching their daughter, andn left.


    Just asn reached the living room downstairs, his phone rang. He nced at the caller ID-it was Xavier. He answered, "Hello, Xavier. How''s thewsuit going?"


    "Still waiting for the verdict.


    Congrattions on bing the Chairman of The Guild of


    Commerce. And... your hair-


    re


    Xavier''s voice on the other end was filled with undisguised surprise.


    "It''s nothing, just been a bit exhaustedtely," Ian exined with a faint smile.


    "Has your mother''s condition been brought under control?" Xavier asked with concern.


    "It has. She''s recovering now."


    "Good. How have things been back hometely?" Xavier asked, his tone hinting at something more.


    "Everything''s fine. We should get together when you''re back,"n replied in a low voice, understanding the meaning behind his words.