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Josiah, still scrolling, dismissed it. "Come on, we need to get back to the manor."

Victor didn't argue. But the thought stuck with him.

The Manor:

By the time Josiah and Victor arrived at Lancelot Manor, the evening had settled in fully, wrapping the

grand estate in a warm glow of lantern light.

The manor was alive with murmured conversations, the clinking of crystal glasses, and the occasional

sound of distant laughter.

Elegant chandeliers cast a golden hue over the parlor, where guests moved about in hushed discussions.

Adrian was already there, seated beside Arnold in the grand sitting room, his usual composed demeanor giving nothing away.

He was sipping a glass of whiskey, his fingers slowly rotating the tumbler, his gaze thoughtful.

Arnold, his posture as strong and unyielding as ever, nodded politely at something Adrian said, but his attention flickered to the entrance as Josiah and Victor stepped in.

Victor, always bratty and dismissive of Nora, transformed in front of Arnold and Adrian. His childish arrogance vanished, replaced by carefully practiced politeness. His tone was smooth, almost rehearsed as he greeted them with a bright smile.

"Uncle Arnold, Grandpa Adrian."

Adrian barely acknowledged him, offering a curt nod. Arnold, on the other hand, merely raised an eyebrow, recognizing the boy's shifting behavior but saying nothing.

Josiah, without lingering, gestured toward the back garden. "Go play with Alex," she instructed Victor before turning back to the adults, already shifting into conversation.

Outside, under the dimming sky, the air was cooler, crisp with the promise of an approaching autumn night.

The swings creaked softly as Alex lazily pushed himself back and forth, his small hands gripping the

chains without much enthusiasm.

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staring at the darkening horizon, lost in his own

gravel as he settled onto the swing beside him. "I just went to

up straighter, his grip on

usually

nodded smugly. "At

knitting together. "That's

to go to the movies. You must

his eyes. "I'm not mistaken. It

A strange unease curled in

getting, added nonchalantly, "And she wasn't alone. She was with another kid-about your height. Really

like a

Another child?

mother, who hadn't answered his calls, who had been too busy

to the movies with some other

face turned red, frustration boiling over before he could stop it. Without thinking, he shot to his feet and shoved Victor. "You're lying!

spoiled and temperamental, shoved him back. “I'm not

through the quiet evening air. The wind carried their shouts through the open windows of the manor,

was the

in his son's eyes, the way Victor stubbornly crossed his arms, his chin lifted in

emotions

anything, Alex, unable to contain

Al

and can

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him.

wavered, raw with

lifting him as if he weighed nothing. "What happened?" His voice was

Victor had said. But suddenly, the words felt too

the

A lump formed,

instead of speaking, **tears spilled from his

**