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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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unfocused, staring at the

kicked at the gravel as he settled onto the swing beside him. "I just went to the movies with my mom," he said

his grip on the swing

usually calm, was laced with a

smugly. "At the movie

his small eyebrows knitting together. "That's impossible. My

go to the movies. You must have been

his eyes. "I'm not mistaken. It was

jaw clenched. A strange unease curled

nonchalantly, "And she wasn't alone. She was with another kid-about

Alex like a punch to the

Another child?

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

time to go to

before he could stop it. Without thinking, he shot to his feet and shoved

and temperamental, shoved

The wind carried their shouts through the open windows of

was the first

swept over the scene, taking in Alex's trembling fists, the tears pooling in his son's eyes, the way Victor stubbornly crossed his

emotions hung thick

could say anything, Alex, unable to contain himself any longer, turned and

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him.

His voice wavered,

lifting him as if he weighed nothing. "What happened?" His voice was calm, but there was an

opened his mouth, about to repeat what Victor

the movies. With another

tightened. A lump formed, too painful

**tears spilled from

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