Chapter 165

Chapter 165: Interests Can Be Inherited Too

Sean POV

The elevator doors opened, and I guided Aria and Ethan into my penthouse. Watching their small faces as they took in the expansive space filled me with an unfamiliar

nervousness.

I'd closed multibillion-dollar deals with less anxiety than I felt introducing my children to my home.

"Welcome,” I said, ushering them inside. "I hope you like it here."

Aria's eyes widened as she spun around, taking in the floor-to-ceiling windows and the impressive city view. Ethan remained close to her, his expression carefully guarded.

Thomas appeared from the kitchen, bowing slightly. "Everything is prepared, Mr. Shaw."

"Thank you, Thomas. That will be all for now."

After he left, I crouched down to the children's level. "I've arranged for a special dinner

tonight," I told them. "But first, I thought we might have some fun."

I led them down the hallway to what had once been a home office. The door slid open to reveal a room transformed-filled wall-to-wall with toys, games, and electronics. I'd instructed my assistant to purchase everything a five-year-old might possibly desire, cost

irrelevant.

Both children froze in the doorway, their expressions a mixture of disbelief and

awe.

"Mr. Night..." Aria whispered, her voice tiny with uncertainty. "Are all these things for Aria

and Ethan?"

"Of course," I replied, resting my hand lightly on her shoulder. "I want to become your father, so I need to do better. This is just the beginning. Go ahead, see if you like

anything."

I gently guided them into the room, then stepped back to observe their reactions. This

was uncharted territory for me-no business strategy or financial model could prepare me for winning over my own children.

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her brother's sleeve. "Ethan, can we play

his eyes scanning the room cautiously. "Let's just look for

touch anything."

"He did,” Ethan conceded,

of this small boy's hesitation. I maintained my composed exterior, but inside, his reluctance to accept me cut deeper

brother's caution, broke away

Ethan could intervene, she had already

watching as her small fingers began sorting through

one?" I asked, kneeling

is to become a pilot

unable to contain my surprise-and

obtained my pilot's license, still flying my private jet whenever

coincidence felt like confirmation of

the years of

thrust out her chest proudly, then suddenly deflated. "But Mr. Night, some kids at school say

my voice gentle despite

"Don't listen to outdated ideas. If you love it

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no different." I paused, then added, "Actually,

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Her eyes widened. "You can

jets and helicopters

Aria clapped her hands together. "Aria will work

take you to the airport sometime. You can sit in the cockpit, see how everything works. Maybe

I felt a warmth spreading through my chest. This small connection, so unexpected yet so perfect, felt

a gift.

turned my attention to Ethan, who

about you,

He startled slightly. "What?"

of becoming a pilot.

looked away, fingering the cuff of

for him. "I haven't

truth, or you just don't want to tell me? You seem to be keeping your guard up

he denied quickly, but his

sensed the truth about Angela

than his five years should allow. Winning his trust, I realized, would be more challenging

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