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There was no such thing as a potion that could make someone young again.

Sometimes, joy was the best medicine.

The false alarm about Mabel's illness had lifted an invisible weight off everyone's shoulders. Alistair had officially distanced himself from the Whitfield case. As for Mabel, she felt like a heavy weight had finally been lifted off her chest. The relief was visible in every movement she made.

"I was actually planning to invent a youth potion for you when I grew up," Eloise said seriously. "But I guess now I don't need to."

She fell silent after that, head bowed, fidgeting with her fingers.

Most people thought she was upset because someone else had beaten her to it, like she'd lost credit for the invention.

But after a while, Eloise quietly added, "No... I was just thinking. If the medicine that made you young already exists, does that mean there's one that can keep my mom and dad young forever too?"

In the mind of a five-year-old, anything was possible. No dream was too wild to chase.

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That day, Mabel-suddenly energized and fully herself again- canceled her plans to go out. She couldn't bear the thought of spending the day away from Eloise. The little girl happily stayed the night at Ashbourne Manor.

Gordon, now certain the scare had passed, made a bold decision of his own. He postponed all work commitments to stay by Mabel's side.

He'd made more money than he or his family could ever spend.

Other moguls kept pushing themselves for the sake of their children. But Gordon only had one daughter, and she was brilliant, ambitious, and destined to surpass his lifetime's work.

If not for the personal satisfaction he got from business, he wouldn't have needed to keep grinding at all.

After dinner, Alistair and Caroline didn't linger. They reminded Eloise to be good and left together.

Caroline was worn out. She started nodding off the moment they got in the car, and by the time they reached their building, she was fully asleep.

Alistair didn't wake her. He simply carried her inside, he'd ding her close.

Gordon might've fooled Mabel and Eloise, but not Caroline.

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or sleeping well. What

rested

Alistair was strong. Sleep-deprived, sure,

fill the tub. Tonight

Caroline awake, sitting up lazily with her head tilted, right hand resting under her chin, sleepy eyes half-closed. She looked so

rubbed her head twice, rough but affectionate. "Shower first,"

butter, mumbling, "You're the best, babe.

After the bath, he lay down with her in his arms, her scent soft and sweet against his

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case was

desperation, he'd convinced his older cousin, the driver, who had untreated mental illness, to rob Cordelia and Nathaniel. The

been straightforward. But because Alistair had been accused early on, the police were extra cautious.

perfect calm. She claimed she'd only heard about Alistair's arrest through a police officer friend who happened to be assigned to

all Gordon needed to

confront her. He just smiled and asked which officer she meant, tossing in a casual follow-up about the investigation's progress. After all, Ashbourne

was still under wraps and that her friend

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her out. He lowered his eyes, took a slow sip of coffee, and let the ice in his expression

well enough. If I

going in the wrong direction," he said coldly. "From this

some kind of response. Gordon didn't flinch. "Just

flair sat on a leather couch, one leg crossed, a neat braid trailing down behind

man in a tailored suit walked in, clean

man

man offered a handshake. "Mr. Landry," he said with a polite smile, "I'm Julian

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