No sooner had the words left his mouth than the two men outside, deep in conversation, entered the room.

Both men seemed calm enough.

Augus settled into an armchair and asked, "How's Maja doing? I heard she had a rough time with morning sickness a while back?"

"She's fine now, as you said, that was before."

Beck answered, his gaze shifting to the doctor.

He didn't change his form of address, fearing it might be awkward for both, "Doctor, please, have a seat."

The conversation that followed revolved around their recent shared experiences, discussing Augus's health and lan's recovery.

The three Sanders men avoided discussing the events of the past years, not wanting to exclude the doctor and possibly make him uncomfortable.

In that moment, there was an unspoken understanding among them all.

Over at Greenfield Gardens, lan trailed behind Maja, watching her pore over the secret level Beck had sketched out on paper.

He couldn't help himself and tugged at her sleeve.

"He's coming over soon, right? Do you think he'll like the gift I picked out?"

lan's gift ranged from fine art to rare, priceless vintage wines, stopping just short of handing over shares in the Raymond Corporation, a testament to his sincerity. "He'll love it, don't be nervous."

How could lan not be nervous, his palms were sweaty.

When the gatekeeper announced the arrival of their guest, lan immediately stood up and went to wait by the living room door.

A Maybach glided up to the house, with Beck still behind the wheel.

stepped out, his gaze fell on Maja and his eyes instantly

opened and closed his mouth several

was Beck who clapped him on

"Dad, let's go inside."

turning stern as his eyes met lan's, even

pleased with lan, particularly the matter of

he maintained his

dinner, lan ladled soup for

doctor, he made

this soup is great for beauty and vitality,

a smile, "I must

two boys being Beck and

of pride flashed in lan's eyes as he poured a

"Mr. Sanders, please."

Augus's grim expression,

to call him

embarrass himself

respond, which

it awkward for

present.

softened considerably, thinking the kid wasn't as bad as Beck had made him out

his in-laws by alternating between addressing Augus as Mr. Sanders and the

to resist the ambiance, Augus indulged in a few extra drinks and eventually patted lan on

You should cut back on

never drink when I'm out,

lan moved from addressing him as Mr.

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