"So...let me get this straight," Arthur stroked his chin while watching several men set up tripods, light reflectors, and all kinds of stuff in the McClaires' living room. "She wanted to have a photoshoot session, so you asked the school to send Hannah's uniforms here."
"Uh-huh," Eugene nodded while munching on his daily dose of vegetable sticks as a campaign to become a good example for his daughter.
"In return, she'll take care of the dry cleaning and everything?"
"Yep," Eugene nodded again. "And we'll also get the files, along with Hannah's picture in a frame--for free."
"Not bad."
Arthur finally nodded, but suddenly fell into contemplative silence. Eugene glanced at the alpha, at the alpha's fingers fiddling with the phone, and at the gaze pointing toward the room where the children were changing with the help of the nanny.
