Barbara released Aveline's hand, her face showing signs of fatigue as she said, "I've talked enough; I'm getting tired now. You both should head back."

Lucas suddenly spoke up, "Grandma, if I remember right, you wanted to see me, didn't you? So why, now that I'm here, are you barely speaking to me and just holding her hand?" Barbara sighed with a touch of exasperation. "Are you really going to fuss over such a trivial matter? No wonder Aveline doesn't want you anymore-you're too petty!" Lucas was speechless.

Aveline chuckled and said, "I'm a bit thirsty. I'm going to step out and get a drink."

She turned to Barbara. "Would you like something, Grandma?"

Barbara's eyes brightened. "Oh, yes, I'd love an orange soda."

Aveline nodded. "Alright."

With that, she turned and left the room. As the door closed behind her, the light-hearted atmosphere that had just been there grew cold and tense.

Lucas' sharp eyes narrowed as he looked at Barbara. "Grandma, you're doing all this just to protect your son. Deep down, you've never really approved of Aveline, have you?"

To save Frederick, she had even given Aveline the family heirloom. What else was he supposed to think?

gaze. "Lu, he is

"Is he?"

tall figure casting a shadow. He walked over to the window, staring out at the bleak scenery. "Because to me, he

death as a child and watched her fall from a building while his so-called father embraced his new lover,

only seeing

a young age, Lucas had always harbored

didn't love his mother,

did he

at that time, Frederick's

he

Frederick drove the kidnappers out to sea, they threw his wife and son overboard. Only the second son, just a month

ascent. Once the Tudor family had solidified

Frederick began to neglect her. She was a fragile woman and couldn't handle it. In

enjoy your twilight years here. Don't worry about things beyond

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