As luck would have it, it was a Saturday, and the old man had just entered the house, being surrounded by the three little ones.
The old man had been worried that he would be scolded by the little ones when he came back, just like how Timmy had threatened him on the phone that day.
As it turned out, not only Timothy and Tifanny, but even Timmy, who had been fierce towards him yesterday, had faces full of joy.
The old man played with the children for a while, and it was soon time for their nap.
When the children went upstairs, the old man apologized to Richelle Dunn.
"Richelle, thank you for your hard work these days!"
Richelle laughed, "Grandpa, this is Roy Lewis' last chance to exploit me. In a few days, I'll be liberated."
The old man was infected by her radiant smile and nodded in agreement.
"That's right, after that, Roy will do all the hard work, and you and the children can just focus on what you love to do."
