You More than Anything in the World (Arissa)

Chapter 794

Benjamin sighed and waved his hand, dismissing all of them.

Arissa turned to her children with a smile and said, “Sweethearts, go bring all your certificates and artwork. We'll

frame them up together!”

“Okay!”

All of them were bouncing with excitement as they pulled out all their certificates and artwork. They followed Arissa

out of the study.

Benjamin watched them leave.

Then he stood up and followed them.

“Mommy, where are we hanging them?” Oliver glanced at the stairs. “Here or along the stairs?”

Arissa looked at the six children, then turned to Benjamin.

Benjamin was standing behind them with his hands in his pockets. “Let's put them up along the stairs.”

“Yeah, let's do that!” Arissa nodded in agreement.

“Come on, Mommy! Let's put them up!”

Jasper was so excited that he was tip-toeing and even jumping up the wall.

“Let's wait for Mr. Whitley to bring over the frames!” Arissa said to Jasper.

Benjamin took the artwork from Tim's hands and looked at them with raised eyebrows. He was surprised.

He glanced at Arissa. “I didn't expect you to have quite the skills in arts.”

“Of course! I won plenty of prizes back in my days!” Arissa said proudly.

“What prize did you win?” Benjamin's eye bore down on Arissa.

“I wasn't good enough; I won second place!” Arissa returned his gaze.

Benjamin chuckled at her answer.

“What are you laughing at? What did you win, then?” Arissa was a little annoyed.

“I didn't win anything, but isn't this too simple?” Benjamin said in a soft voice, looking down at the artwork he was

holding in his hands.

Arissa was speechless.

“Ms. York is amazing!” Tim said on Arissa's behalf.

He glared at Benjamin.

Benjamin looked at his son. Then he looked at the name on the certificate. It was stated: Timothy Graham.

“You should write this name on your schoolbooks.”

Tim nodded.

“I know, Mr. Graham.”

Benjamin tousled his hair and glanced around at the other children.

“Let me see all your artwork!”

Jasper and Oliver proudly showed off their artwork to him and praised Arissa, “Isn't our mommy amazing?”

“Yes, she is!” Benjamin agreed as he took in their art.

“Mr. Graham, look! This is mine!” Jesse shoved her artwork into Benjamin's face.

Benjamin took it from her and looked at it carefully. It was very creative. All the children's art was different, but they

were beautifully done.

“What about you two?”

Benjamin turned to Gavin and Zachary.

Gavin smiled sheepishly and handed over his artwork. Benjamin studied it for a moment, nodding thoughtfully to

himself as he did so.

Zachary, too, gave his work to Benjamin. “Mommy helped us with this!”

Benjamin's eyes flashed for a moment. “Shouldn't I be the one helping you? Why didn't you ask me for help?”

“Well, you weren't home last night!” countered Arissa, who was leaning against the wall.

Benjamin huffed. “No matter where I am next time, you must let me know, at least!”

“Okay!” Arissa said when she saw his serious expression.

Edwin, Ethen, and Jack appeared with the frames.

“Mrs. Graham, are these the kind of frames you were looking for?” Edwin walked up to her and showed her the

frames they had dug up from somewhere in the house.

“Yes, these are the kind of frames I was looking for!” Arissa nodded happily. “Can you place them on the coffee

table?”

Then, she brought the children over.

“From now on, the children's awards and artwork will be displayed on the wall along the staircase. All the paintings

will be taken down,” Benjamin instructed Edwin.

“Yes, Mr. Graham,” Edwin replied happily. “I'll move the paintings elsewhere.”

Benjamin nodded.

He and Arissa then helped the children to frame up their awards.

The children were overjoyed to be spending time with their parents together.

Ethen and Jack had wanted to offer their help, but when they saw how happy the family was together, they held

themselves back.

After watching them for a while, they went over to help Edwin move the paintings.

Banjamin's ayas flashad for a momant. “Shouldn't I ba tha ona halping you? Why didn't you ask ma for halp?”

“Wall, you waran't homa last night!” countarad Arissa, who was laaning against tha wall.

Banjamin huffad. “No mattar whara I am naxt tima, you must lat ma know, at laast!”

“Okay!” Arissa said whan sha saw his sarious axprassion.

Edwin, Ethan, and Jack appaarad with tha framas.

“Mrs. Graham, ara thasa tha kind of framas you wara looking for?” Edwin walkad up to har and showad har tha

framas thay had dug up from somawhara in tha housa.

“Yas, thasa ara tha kind of framas I was looking for!” Arissa noddad happily. “Can you placa tham on tha coffaa

tabla?”

Than, sha brought tha childran ovar.

“From now on, tha childran's awards and artwork will ba displayad on tha wall along tha staircasa. All tha paintings

will ba takan down,” Banjamin instructad Edwin.

“Yas, Mr. Graham,” Edwin rapliad happily. “I'll mova tha paintings alsawhara.”

Banjamin noddad.

Ha and Arissa than halpad tha childran to frama up thair awards.

Tha childran wara ovarjoyad to ba spanding tima with thair parants togathar.

Ethan and Jack had wantad to offar thair halp, but whan thay saw how happy tha family was togathar, thay hald

thamsalvas back.

Aftar watching tham for a whila, thay want ovar to halp Edwin mova tha paintings.