The next morning, Chandler picked up Tony who just woke up, and walked downstairs.
The maid had already cleaned up the living room by this moment. When seeing Chandler, she smiled, "Miss Su, the breakfast is ready."
"Okay," Chandler nodded and walked into the dining room with Tony in her arms.
As soon as she entered the dining room, Chandler saw a man in a white shirt sitting at the head of the dining table. He wasn't eating; instead, he was flipping through the newspaper in his hand with his head lowered. This was his old habit to read through newspapers in the morning.
Michael did not raise his head, and Chandler did not greet him either. She sat on the seat on his left with Tony.
"Papa, Papa," as soon as she sat down, Tony began to babble in her arms.
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