Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1749

"Forget it, your shooting skills aren't quite there yet. Let me show her how to handle a sword instead."

Griffin strolled over with a smirk.

Elodie gave Griffin a playful pat and said firmly, "She's a girl. If you're eager to teach swordplay, go show little Danny."

Griffin glanced at Adler and shrugged, "Not teaching."

"Why not? Is my kid really that hopeless?" Jenna huffed, her face full of irritation.

Elodie chuckled, "It's not that your kid's lacking; it's because he has a dad who's a pro, so Griffin's off the hook."

Adler couldn't help but puff out his chest a bit, feeling rather pleased with himself. "Alright, let's head inside," Sophie said, gently taking Fiona from James' arms. James nodded, "You guys go on ahead. We'll hang back and wait."

"Sure thing."

Sophie and Colby each took one of Fiona's tiny hands and led her into the cemetery. Dawn, the family dog, wagged his tail happily as he trotted along behind them.

As she had done every year, she respectfully knelt

with her grandparents,

her great-grandparents' graves. Colby tended to Lennon's resting place, and Sophie's gaze wandered to a

to see Mr. Aldridge now?" Fiona asked eagerly, her

always a bit puzzled by Fiona's fondness for Gordon. Though she'd never met him, she was inexplicably drawn to visit his grave each

Gordon "Uncle" like Harold, but Fiona wasn't keen on

end, Sophie decided not to press

grave, Fiona knelt

said, "Fiona, sweetheart, I need a moment to

in the garden with Dawn,"

soft smile as Fiona and Dawn dashed

vast field for cultivating flowers, was

Dawn ran into the garden, they

stood a modest house, blending in

the wind chimes