"Julian, what a sweet name. So, your sister must be Helena, right?" Alaric gently took Julian's small hand, his smile barely containing his delight. His tone was softer than ever before. "Yeah, Daddy! You're so smart, guessing my name just like that!" Helena, sitting beside Alaric, clapped her hands joyously in praise.

Hertha looked at Helena in amazement.

What's happening here? They've just met Alaric and Helena's already calling him Daddy?

That escalated quickly!

Feeling a pang of jealousy, Hertha's spirits sank even lower.

"See? Daddy's got lots of tricks up his sleeve. I'll show you just how amazing I can be," Alaric turned back, his eyes twinkling as he spoke to Helena.

Receiving compliments from his daughter made Alaric's heart swell with joy, more so than closing any million-dollar deal.

"Yeah, yeah, sure!" Helena nodded eagerly. "Daddy, you should stay and live with us."

Helena, ever the social butterfly, grabbed Alaric's hand, suggesting he stay over.

Alaric was about to agree without hesitation.

his mouth to respond, Hertha gasped, quickly interjecting, "Oh, but he has work, plus he lives just

for Alaric to accept, immediately shutting down the idea of him

Alaric were practically strangers; why would

and Georgia teaming up against her, with Alaric standing idly

disappointment but kept a brave face for the

just next door, always here when you need

was nervous, her secret about the children finally discovered by Alaric, though he promised not to fight

her anxiety, wishing for

towards the kitchen, she noticed her

having been inside for quite some time, that the house was unusually quiet. Could her mother not be home? Didn't

stepped out to grab

backup, Hertha was on her

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don't you head to the playroom

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call you when

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