Zain’s POV
With that, I stepped into the main hall.
I headed to the kitchen, heated some milk, and took it upstairs.
Once upstairs, I entered Carry’s room.
Carry lay on her bed, absorbed in a tablet game. When she heard my footsteps, she glanced up. “Dad, are you sleeping with me tonight?”
I considered it briefly, then nodded. “Sure, but first you need to answer something for me.”
Carry looked puzzled but agreed. “Okay, what is it?”
I handed her the warm milk.
“Who told you to say those things about Joanna at dinner?”
Carry paused for just a moment, then answered firmly, “Mom did.”
I studied her eyes carefully. “You’re not lying to me?”
Carry shook her head. “Not at all.”
Hearing this, I finally felt some relief.
After watching her finish the milk, I said, “Time for bed now.”
Carry licked her lips, looking up at me. “Dad, where’s Miss Joanna?”
I replied, “Miss Joanna’s working on her experiments. She won’t be back for a few days.”
