Georgia fell silent for a while, and turned to the two kids.
"All full marks. Your Daddy really is excellent, and we don't know if you two inherited his IQ, either. When that tutor comes over to teach you, how about if Daddy comes to be your proctor?"
At that, Annie and Wesley looked admiringly at Robert.
"You're so awesome, Daddy. When Wesley and I do exams, you have to proctor us. That's fair."
"You're great, Daddy, you can just teach me and Annie the textbooks. Why do you have to hire a teacher?"
Wesley asked dubiously.
"Because Daddy has a lot of things to do, and might not be free to teach you every day. Can you forgive me, Annie, Wesley? If I have time, I'll try to teach you a bit."
Robert made that promise, and the kids cheered, tugging at Robert's hand, wanting their Daddy to go play some educational games with them in the playroom.
The kids hadn't passed those yet.
After Robert played around with the kids for about half an hour, they went outside to play around again.
This time they didn't need adult supervision.
The siblings went outside and played tag.
Georgia and Robert sat in the living room. Georgia didn't speak, looking at Robert strangely.
Robert was stared at for too long and couldn't help but ask.
"What are you staring at me for? Dazzled by my charm?"
Georgia burst into laughter.
"I was just wondering why you went for finance if you were such an excellent student. What did you want to grow up to be?"
At that, Robert sat over and held Georgia's hand.
With his wife's hand in his own, his tone turned nostalgic.
"I looked at my diary when I was young and in middle school. When I was little I wanted to be an astronaut. I knew that people couldn't fly back then, so only by being astronaut could I soar around in space."
"You were so excellent all from when you were young, then got full marks all along. Did you choose finance because you had to take over the family business?"
"Before my father got divorced, the dreams on my diary were all about working hard to become an astronaut and raising my sister to take over the family. Back then, my grades should have been about the same as Rick. I seemed to have gotten full marks all along, but ever since my father got divorced, the contents of my diary changed. From that time forward I was learning all about how to run businesses.
"There were a lot of people targeting the Simpsons, and only if I grew up and took on everything could I really inherit the family. Maybe because of that, I didn't go to college according to my dreams when I was young."
Georgia felt a bit heartbroken.
The man before her was so smart and had his own dreams, but for his family, he was forced to abandon what he really loved.
"The SY Group is working with an overseas company on a project. So long as you go through training, you can go to space on vacation. There's a free slot or two every year, and if your dream is still a thing, I can get that slot."
At Georgia, words, Robert hugged Mrs. Simpson tightly to him.
"If I really did go to space, we'll go together. When the time is right, we'll have the two of us a space holiday."
Georgia smiled and agreed to it.
It took almost half a billion to get a spot to space, but neither of them lacked money.
The most important thing to Georgia was fulfilling Mr. Simpson's wish.
But now, just thinking about Robert's unknown body condition, Georgia felt like they couldn't even pass physical inspection with that slot in hand.
That was the sorrowful part, but Georgia didn't show it.
In the morning, she stayed with Robert and played around in the house with the kids.
At noon, Aston and his parents came to them as guests.
This was a time the two families had designated, but Aston coming wasn't part of the original plan.
Georgia had only invited Aston's parents, so seeing Aston outside, she found it a bit strange.
She still smiled and invited the three guests inside to sit.
They were relatives now.
It was normal for relatives to stop by for a meal.
Georgia had the two kids greet Aston's parents, her aunt and uncle.
So the kids naturally called them great-aunt and great-uncle.
As for Aston, eh was their uncle too, obviously.
Wesley only called her Auntie, but since it was relatives on her side and Georgia didn't want Wesley to feel singled out, she told him to say the same.
The chefs hadn't prepared lunch fully yet, and it wasn't as if they had to go to the dining table right away.
So everyone sat on the sofa in the living room and ate some fruit as they chatted.
"Robert and I will be going overseas tomorrow. If nothing else happens, Aunt and Uncle, when are you planning on going back?"
"Maybe next week. Your Uncle Carr still has a lot of old friends to meet in the country, and a lot of talks to attend. There's just too many people to meet after coming back once after all this."
Laurie answered with a smile, and Carr nodded.
"The two of you have to head over to see your mother first. If anyone from the Powell family comes over to see you, it has to be my father requesting an audience. No need to feel strange about it. Just meet him nice and easy."
Georgia hurriedly agreed. Aston's parents had reminded her of this before.
She hadn't been interested in the Powell family before, but apparently Aston's grandfather had an iron grip, and deliberately going against him and not meeting him might provoke an unforeseen response.
Georgia didn't want too much trouble, so she agreed on that.
She was also curious now. Aston's grandfather counted as her grandfather too.
She wanted to know what personality this type of person had to have the Powell family think of her like this.
They chatted about each other's recent affairs for a while, and Georgia found that Wesley's expression didn't show anything strange.
Not like the last time with his headache and going ill.
Georgia turned to Robert and signaled her intentions. Robert stood and invited Aston and his parents upstairs to the office to talk.
The two kids remined in the living room. Georgia turned to Wesley and put him to the question.
Didn't your head hurt last time you saw them, Wesley? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else today? Did it feel strange talking to your Great-Aunt Laurie and Great-Uncle Carr?"
Wesley shook his head.
"It didn't hurt my head like last time and feel sick, Auntie Georgia."
Georgia felt it was strange and raised another question.
"Then do you feel something looking at your Uncle Aston and your great aunt and uncle? Does it feel like they're familiar? That you knew them before?"
"Feel familiar?"
Wesley frowned dubiously.
"I feel close to them because they have kind smiles. I don't know if I knew them before. I don't remember them."
Wesley rubbed his head, looking confused.
He was only six, after all, and didn't understand these things too well. Georgia didn't press.
She let Wesley and Annie play around in the living room and let the butler look after them.
Afterwards, she went to the office.
Robert had already explained in brief to Aston's family why they'd invited them alone to the office.
"Well? Anything strange with Wesley?"
Robert asked, while Georgia shook her head.
"His head didn't hurt today and he didn't feel ill. I don't know if our judgement last time was correct."
Georgia and Robert fell deep into thought.
Aston's parents grew dubious.
"I just heard your speculation and reasoning. Last time Wesley saw us, his head hurt and he didn't feel well, and his memories had to have had issues. Do you think we had something to do with Wesley?"
Carr asked that, while Georgia nodded.
"We consulted a professional. Once a memory's had issues, a situation like Wesley's last headache might be because he saw someone familiar, or it was triggered by something that had to do with his past memories. That's why I wanted to have you see Wesley today and see if he'd have any other weird reactions. But he was normal today and looked at you like normal people. I don't know if I was wrong or if it was just a coincidence that day."
Georgia frowned, her mood a bit heavy.
Other than those past, indecipherable memories of Wesley's, she was still wondering who Wesley's mother was.
She remembered the pleased smirk Sierra wore when she looked at her.
She didn't want to think about it, but whenever she considered Wesley, those things just floated up in her mind, furrowing her brow.
"Wesley's six and almost as big as Annie, right?"
Aston suddenly spoke. Georgia nodded, and Aston looked at his parents.
"Dad, Mom, isn't Wesley's age the same as Lucas'? Don't you think they look alike?"