Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1747

Seven Years Later, at Aldridge Estate.

Sophie and Colby's life after marriage was as smooth as a gentle breeze. Their home became a favorite spot for family and friends to gather, chatting about the ups and downs of business and the little things that make family life special.

Inside, the adults were busy planning their afternoon trip to the cemetery.

In the backyard, seven-year-old Fiona was on the swing, her giggles filling the air like a sweet melody. Behind her, eight-year-old Alec was giving the swing a gentle push.

"Hey Alex, Mom and Dad said we're visiting Mr. Aldridge today. Do you think he'd prefer me in a black dress or a red one?" Fiona's voice was as sweet as candy, still carrying that innocent charm only children have.

Alec, continuing to push the swing, replied, "He can't see what you're wearing, so stick with black. My mom says black is what we wear to the cemetery."

Mr. Aldridge once said he likes

don't talk!" Alec retorted, a bit wiser than his years. He'd grown

on in secret. His mom loved her sleep-ins, and so did his dad. Every morning, Alec had to climb onto a stool to make his own breakfast. His dad called it "building independence," even though

with kisses. But when her mood shifted, she'd let him fend for himself. At just eight, Alec was already a little soldier, handling chores and even looking after his parents

home life was

me! So there!" Fiona

come on, it's time to

from the swing set toward

squealed as she flew into Sophie's arms,

her smile as bright as

mama!" Jenna called out, her

watched with a sigh. When would his mom be as soft and normal as Fiona's? Instead, Jenna was always loud and a