His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

Chapter 97

Carlos walked in, carrying a tray of coffee for everyone. "Thought you could use this," he said, handing out the steaming cups.

Blair took a sip and raised his eyebrows. "These beans... they're from the Royal Estate," he said, impressed. "This is rare stuff."

I smiled. "Blair, your sharp tongue never misses a detail, does it?"He grinned back. "Well, the Alpha Pack is known for having the best sense of taste." The room filled with light laughter. For a moment, it felt good to relax, even if just for a second.

When I finally got home, I felt the exhaustion settle deep in my bones. But I couldn't sleep yet. I walked through the house and saw one of Oliver's toys on the table. It was one of his favorites, a little action figure he used to carry everywhere.]]

I picked it up and placed it in a box I'd been filling with his things. He had always wanted to go camping to see the Northern Lights. But that trip never happened. Sienna had twisted things, badmouthing him to Nathan, ruining any chance they had to reconcile. She had stolen so much from him, from all of us.

But that was behind me now. All of it.[]

I looked over at a picture of Cyrus sitting on the shelf. A new life was starting. One without all the pain and betrayal.]

"No more drama. No more pain". I took a deep breath. "I deserve peace," I said, trying to believe it. "It's time to

stronger.

garden once again, holding the successful results of my technical team's research close to my chest. The sun filtered through the trees, creating a serene atmosphere that felt unusual for this place. Today, it was especially quiet, as silent as a held breath

with our research results tightly. "After all those late nights and brainstorming sessions, our hard work finally paid off." Blair smiled, his eyes shining with excitement. "This breakthrough is going to change everything for us.

our ideas finally take shape. Remember those times when we thought we wouldn't finish? Now look at what we've done!" His words reminded me of our late nights spent brainstorming, fueled by coffee and laughter. It felt good to know our hard work had paid

a young woman was arranging flowers. She looked up, nodded at us, and then went back to her work. An elegant older woman emerged from the shadows, her graceful conduct instantly started putting me at

working tirelessly on this project, and I can't wait to show you what we've accomplished so far."I Blair spoke up, "I think you'll like it. It's been a real team

process that increases

our

I noticed the older woman's eyes light up with interest. "That sounds remarkable, Doris!" she

to implement these results in a real-world setting?" I felt a surge of confidence as I addressed her concerns, detailing our step-by-step approach and the potential challenges we might face. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly as she

expressions. The young woman returned, holding a contract in her hands.