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At 5:15 in the afternoon, inside John Carter’s car.

“Senior, you’re actually driving me home yourself? What’s the occasion?” Luke asked, leaning back in his seat.

“I’m planning to host a hundred-day celebration for my son. Are you coming?”

Luke gave a low chuckle. “Your son is practically my nephew. Of course I’ll be there—I wouldn't miss it.”

A faint smile touched John Carter’s lips