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Kendal, observing the little boy, said with a smile, “Your son looks exactly like you.

He’s like a mini version of you.

”

Jameson chimed in, “No doubt about it, he’s inherited your fantastic genes completely.

”

Lyndon subtly lifted his eyebrows and turned his gaze towards Sheldon.

It was clear that they were flattering him by praising Sheldon’s good looks.

But he had to admit that Sheldon indeed looked remarkably like him.

Maybe it was their striking similarity that fate used to weave their lives together, hinting at a shared future as a family.

Once the government officials had left, Lyndon’s attention shifted to Elma.

Elma quickly showed her appreciation, saying, “Mr.

Fernandez, I’m so thankful for your help today.

”

Lyndon responded, “It’s nothing.

Do you have any first aid supplies at home? If not, I can buy some from the pharmacy.

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“I’ve got some,” Elma responded in a hurry.

With a child around, it was common sense to have basic medical supplies on hand.

“Let’s head out, then.

” Lyndon, holding the boy, began to move forward.

Was he making his way to their home? Elma wondered.

Surprised, Elma paused briefly before deciding to follow him.

Lyndon seemed like a good man.

Spending more time with Sheldon might convince Tilda.

Guided by Elma and carrying Sheldon, Lyndon arrived at their apartment building and took the elevator to the 15th floor.

Upon entering, Elma offered him a pair of disposable slippers.

“Mr.

Fernandez, we don’t have slippers for men, so these disposables will have to do,” Elma mentioned as Lyndon set Sheldon down and agreed, slipping into the disposables.

The lack of men’s slippers was a subtle hint of no permanent male presence and rare visits from men.

Tilda’s private life appeared to be simple.

“I’ll grab the first aid kit,” Elma announced after getting Sheldon into his tiny slippers.

“Alright.

”

Together, Lyndon and Sheldon stepped into the living room.

“Dad, want me to show you around?”

Sheldon, bubbling with excitement, tentatively called Lyndon “Dad”, watching his reaction closely