Chapter 167

"I.... uh.... hope there were no misunderstandings, sir," the manager stammered, wringing his hands. "We.... of course, we value all our guests. It was never our intention...."

Cody didn't respond. He simply gave the manager a cold glance before continuing further into the establishment.

That evening, back at home, Sarah settled into her chair, her fingers gliding over the keyboard as she reviewed the files Colton had sent.

The glow of the screen illuminated her face, casting sharp shadows across her features. She read through the documents methodically, her mind absorbing each line with unwavering focus.

The familiar rhythm of work brought her a sense of stability.

She had long since learned that emotions were unreliable companions; logic, strategy, and persistence were what truly mattered.

Just as she was making notes on an important section, the distant sound of an approaching car broke her concentration.

Sarah's hand hesitated over the keyboard. A moment later, she heard a door slam outside. Then, a child's voice pierced the quiet evening.

"Mom!"

Her expression shifted immediately. She pushed back her chair and walked to the window, parting the curtains slightly.

Below, she saw Alex jumping out of a car, his small frame illuminated by the dim streetlights. His excitement was evident.... his arms outstretched, his face beaming.

toward the car, and a sense of unease settled in

several missed calls. All from

the screen, she saw a single

for the weekend, so

exhaled slowly, her grip tightening

ask if she was available. He had simply assumed she would

she

and before

joy, his arms outstretched as he expected

back,

Alex's clothes was unmistakable....

that lingered, the kind that

arms, which had been reaching for

had always caught him before.... firmly, without hesitation. But now, she

covered up his disappointment with renewed excitement. He quickly rummaged through his book bag, pulling out a small, intricately crafted pistol charm. His eyes shone as he held it

Mommy! Daddy bought this

thoughts momentarily drifting. Arnold had taken Alex out, bought him gifts, and spent time with him. She swallowed the faint ache that crept

she asked,

Alex nodded eagerly, his excitement palpable. Then, as if remembering something even more thrilling, he fished out

hopefulness in his voice, a longing for shared

hesitated for a fraction of a second before offering a polite smile. "You play with it,"

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