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Hello everyone this is an new version of the previous work of "Daddy Duty: Until Mom Comes Home"

Am honestly sorry for any inconvenience from the last I actually wanted to to create something wholesome but but forgot in the {TOF} about the minors rules am not lying I really actually forgot.

So I created this one as a replacement as I will be [deleting the previous]one soon I truly appreciate your opinions and comments on the last one and thanks for following 😄🙏 I really hope to create more wholesome funny contents in the future.

The morning Rachel left was as chaotic as her dramatic flair allowed. The kitchen smelled faintly of burnt toast, the twins were bickering over a missing hoodie, and Rachel was striding through it all like a queen in the middle of a battlefield.

"Okay, girls," she declared, adjusting her oversized sunglasses despite it being cloudy. "No wild parties, no joining underground fight clubs, and absolutely no sacrificing woodland creatures."

"That was one time," Eve groaned.

"It was a squirrel funeral," Zoe added quietly, sketchpad in hand.

Rachel pointed a finger toward them with mock seriousness. "You know the rules: don't burn the house down, don't emotionally scar your father, and absolutely no indoor rollerblading down the stairs."

She turned on her heel and approached the door, only to stop and glance back. "And if anyone asks, I'm off saving the world. Or at least our quarterly earnings."

She hugged the girls tightly, whispering something to each of them, then leaned close, chuckling. "Don't give Dad too much trouble, alright?"

In perfect unison, they responded, "We won't."

She smirked. Everyone knew that was a lie.

As she stepped outside, the maid peeked quietly from around the corner, her expression soft and warm at the sight of the family moment. She gave a small, knowing smile before returning to her duties.

Rachel’s final kiss was blown from the car window. "Six months! You’ll blink and I’ll be back!" The private car rolled off.