o discontented. Growing up, he had always regarded L

ome. Before long, he reached his destination and parked his car in the garage. He

s he entered the living room and not

ng, "It's so good to see you, Anthony. You're

night in his bedroom. However, his mother called out to him, "Hey, Anthony

efore responding, "Alright, mom." How's the progress with the birthday pre

were waiting. He took a chair and settled himself in front

etrieve it from his trouser side pocket. He notic

thony said to Clara during their phone conversation. With a quick conclusion to the call, he turned his

m inquiring about the identity of the baby, as she anxiously anticipated Anthony's comm

ed at the company today?" After a brief pause, Anthon

pression he witnessed on Lerisa's face prior to her departure fr

hony responded, "She arrived at work toda

ne who used to work for me. Mr. Fred Jonah was a great source of support and encouragement as I worked to build the company that you now ove

Mom, do you know where Sa

ray of their meals. With grace and poise, she made her way to the di

regret. Mrs. Beatrice let out a weary sigh bef

, he politely excused himself from the dining table and informed his parents, "Thank

e observed Anthony's departure, witnessing his ascent u

h out to Clara and inquire about her earlier call. Unable to respo

ara, and the phone ca

emoved his coat. He listened as Clara greeted him wit

e distant sound of club music filling the air

an invitation for me to join her in celebrating her birthd

ady past 9 p.m. He remarked, "But it's getting late, babe. Don't you thi

a reassured. However, Anthony's face twisted into a frown, but before he could voice his complaint, Clara swiftly interjected, "I'm sorry, but I have to end the call now, babe." Have a restful

ied, "That's just how my parents prefer it."

ony. Regardless, it's fine. "Good night," Clara said, and Anthony

flowing white shirt. Just as he was about to remove his trousers

nce more, with the intention of

e his way over to his bed drawer, care

his bath, he emerged and slipped into his familiar white robe. Making his way back to h

al home. With a heavy sigh, he reluctantly reached for his phone, his fingers gliding across

se of warmth and familiarity filled the air. The aroma of dinner wafted through the room, enticing her taste buds. It was a moment of simple joy

to continue his online research on his laptop. After perusing for a bit