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His expression turned serious as he nodded solemnly. "Of course."

"Thank you." Then, lowering my head slightly so as to avoid looking at my mother's disapproving expression... I whispered, "Dad..."

"Macro..." he replied hesitantly.

"Okay..." I smiled faintly before adding quietly, "Thanks... Dad." Then, turning to my mother, I continued, "Mom?"

She glanced at me with contempt before giving me an icy stare in return. "What?"

"How much money do we have saved up anyway?" I asked her. "If you guys are planning to sell the condo, then you'll definitely need a lot of it to cover all those costs."

"Oh God! Don't tell me you plan to move back here with us!" She cried in horror.

My jaw dropped as my eyebrows rose high up on my forehead. "Me?! Why not? Is there something wrong about moving back into your own house?"