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Nora’s expression remained unreadable. “I didn’t see them,” she replied flatly.

Arnold’s gaze lingered on her face, and a knowing glint entered his eyes. “You saw them. You just ignored them,” he stated, his voice calm yet firm.

Silence stretched between them.

Finally, Arnold sighed and adjusted his watch. “Grandma Lancelot has invited us to dinner at the manor tonight,” he informed her. “She wants you to come.”

Nora had always made an effort to attend Grandma Lancelot’s invitations in the past.

But today, she didn’t even hesitate before responding. “I have something to do tonight. Maybe next time.”

Arnold’s expression flickered with something–surprise, perhaps even a hint of disappointment–but he quickly masked it. “Nora-”

She didn’t let him finish. With a polite yet distant smile, she stepped past him and walked away, leaving him standing there.

A moment later, the door to the restroom swung open, and Alex emerged. He looked up at his father and noticed that he was staring in the direction Nora had gone.

“Dad?” Alex tilted his head. “What are you looking at? Did you see someone you know?”

Arnold hesitated briefly before answering. “It was your mom.”

At the mention of Nora, Alex’s small face scrunched up in displeasure. He crossed his arms over his chest. “Hmph. She still hasn’t taken me skiing like she promised.”

Arnold’s brows furrowed slightly as he observed his son’s reaction.

thought about Nora’s cold attitude just moments ago and couldn’t help but

placed a hand on Alex’s shoulder and said gently, “You should try to be

however, was still upset. He huffed and asked indignantly,

let out a quiet sigh. “No, Alex,” he said after

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noise before looking away, his little fists

reaction carefully, his mind drifting back to his

wasn’t just polite detachment; it was a quiet but firm

rejection.

unease settled in his chest, but he kept it

said finally, placing a hand on Alex’s

the store, Alex remained silent, but his expression

with something he

head, unwilling to explain

simply told Alex, “I’ll be heading

over his mother’s supposed neglect, tilted his head

Mom?”

before answering, “Your mom isn’t

pursed in

is really getting too busy,” he muttered, his small hands clenching at his sides. It didn’t sit well with him. He

chose not to comment. There were things about Nora that even

her coffee when her

on the screen, she picked up.