Nathan chimed in, "Yes, you should learn from Stefan."

Stefan chuckled, replying, "It would be my honor if I can be of use."

Nathan complimented him, his praise extending to the elders from the Anderson family, as it was they who raised Stefan.

After a round of mutual flattery, the others descended the stairs, greeting Nathan and his son.

Hayes was the last to descend.

Nathan spotted him and asked, "When did you get here?"

Actually, he already knew Hayes was around.

"I've been here a few days, enjoying the beautiful views and tranquility of Stefan's home. Shamelessly, I've decided to take a vacation here."

"Hayes, feel free to stay as long as you like. You're always welcomed."

Lucinda thought to herself; her cousin was still single. Perhaps she could play matchmaker and find him a good girl.

She laughed at the thought of her matchmaking dreams.

"Lucy, where's your mom?"

After exchanging pleasantries with everyone, Nathan inquired about his wife.

Having arrived late, he hadn't seen her.

"She woke up early, took a walk in the garden, and then felt tired. She's probably taking a nap and won't be up until closer to noon."

were her parents. Even though she couldn't deny that she stood

to meet his wife, he

breakfast, he took the meal saved for Janice from the kitchen and personally carried it

say something, moving her lips, but she remained silent in

not

didn't work, so Tiffany didn't

at home, only leaving for

strolling around the estate, Tiffany having

take a seat in the

"Okay."

did you want to talk about? Now that they're gone, you can tell me." Tiffany's relationship with Liam

tracks, asking excitedly, "Are you

the days, it wouldn't be a surprise if Tiffany was

shoulder with Lucinda into the octagonal gazebo. One side, there were clusters of trees. Even though the searing sun rose high, with those trees casting shadows in, the gazebo

small pond with lilies and fish, while the diagonal opposite faced a great area

inside, Tiffany sat down at the

is full of life, but it needs a

you had twins. Don't worry about raising them. I

like a two or three-year-old who would cause a boisterousness and add gaiety to

excited as Lucinda. She sighed softly, "What does it matter if I'm pregnant? He's so

garden full of potted flowers, and

what he did was solely to imitate the

kinds, and put them all over the yard. Pointing at the plants, he said to her, "Tiffany, whatever you like, pick it

sent his

the flowers, no matter if the flowers were in bud or blooming,

just gazed closely at her, anticipating her surprised

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