#Chapter 166 Kid Day At Work

Grace As I walked into the conference room and heard Cecil’s voice, I couldn't help but smile. Charles looked utterly pleased with himself with Richard in his arms, seemingly sleeping. Eason was sitting across the table from Cecil at his laptop. "Is that so?" I asked. "I'm so sorry I'm late." She scrunched up her face. "It's okay. Uncle Eason said it was… im…" "Impromptu," Eason said, smiling at her. He wiggled his eyebrows at me. "How was class?" I settled into a seat near Charles. "Good enough, I guess." Things were moving at about the pace I expected them to. My dissertation would come quicker than I expected, but I wasn't worried about it yet. How could I be watching Cecil color with all the seriousness of a CEO? I pulled out my laptop and notebook as Eason set a timer. Though we didn't talk much, I was grateful to have them all here. I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt as I looked at my daughter. I knew I should be focusing on getting to the Senate and preparing for