In the serene Willow Manor stood majestically, an oasis of tranquility far from the bustling marketplace. Its peacefulness was occasionally punctuated by the cheerful chirping of birds, making it an ideal place for rest and recuperation.

But today was different. Today, the laughter of children echoed through the calm air, for Everett had brought Abigail and Langston home, and with them came joyous noise. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Jonathan had been eagerly awaiting their arrival in the courtyard ever since he heard that his son was bringing his grandchildren home. Age had softened the once formidable man, and now, the sight of his offspring's offspring brought a gentleness and patience to his face that was rarely seen.

"He's the spitting image of you, Everett! Just look at him!" Jonathan exclaimed, unable to resist the urge to scoop his grandson into his arms.

his sister with one hand and gripping Everett's pant leg with the other, refusing to

shyness and didn't force them to warm up to the

"Where's Mom?" Everett asked.

refusing to see anyone. She's been in quite the mood these past

because you gave Heather to me, isn't it?" Everett was sharp, quickly guessing

lowering his voice, trying to gauge his son's reaction. "But your mother has her reasons to worry. She's afraid Heather might start talking, and that woman is capable of anything. In her desperation, she might try to drag your mother into it!" Everett's lips thinned, and he looked down, deep in thought. "Is it dragging... or is it the truth?" "See? What has Heather been telling you?" Jonathan's voice rose with concern. "You can't believe her! That's

wouldn't have let Jonathan know everything.

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