Chapter 647 I Have Returned

An hour later, Cedrick and Gwendolyn arrived at the Wright residence.

The butler and housekeepers had just woken up and started their work. However, the tranquility was shattered by the piercing cries of a baby echoing through the halls.

Sheralyn and Ajax had their hands full.

The cries had also disturbed Frida, who stormed over to investigate, her scathing remarks ready on her tongue.

“Ajax, what kind of father are you? You may excel in managing a company, but what good is that if you can’t even handle your own child?”

“Yes, you’re right, Mom. I’ll be more attentive next time.”

“What’s the use of being more attentive next time? I’ve heard that line eight hundred times, and you haven’t changed a bit,” Frida snapped, her words dripping with frustration.

Ajax, who was focused on soothing the crying infant, merely offered a placating response. “Yes, Mom. You’re right.”

Huh?” Frida, still groggy from waking up early, was instantly provoked. “Did you even hear what I said? All you know how to do is brush me off!”

“Mom, you’re right.”

Sheralyn couldn’t help but chuckle at the scene. When she realized her mother was about to unleash her anger, she swiftly intervened, “Mom, instead of standing there arguing, why don’t you come and help us soothe the baby? He’s been crying all morning. We can’t figure out what’s wrong.”

Annoyed with her seemingly incompetent daughter and son-in-law, Frida begrudgingly walked over and muttered, “You two are such terrible parents! If your brother was still around, he and Gwendolyn would certainly handle all this effortlessly. I wouldn’t even have to worry!”

When Gwendolyn and Cedrick arrived at the entrance of the Wright residence, carrying bags filled with gifts, they were greeted by a cacophony of noise.

The butler hurriedly emerged from the villa, his eyes widening in astonishment when he spotted the man standing beside Gwendolyn.

“M-Mr. Wright?”

His face was filled with disbelief, and he rubbed his eyes to confirm who he was looking at.

Yet, upon closer inspection, they seem to be

had passed away a year and

Maverick to be standing in front

as he mustered a smile and greeted Gwendolyn, “Ms. Harris, have you returned from Salinsburgh

“I guess

you still remember us. The Wright family is deeply grateful. The late Old Mr. Wright would

butler quickly summoned the servants to assist with carrying Gwendolyn and Cedrick’s

hall later and pay respect to Old Mr. Wright? I want to share this news with

to the man next to

sidelong glance at Cedrick, a mischievous sparkle in her

must be Mr. Jenson from Salinsburgh. Your name precedes you, and I must say the resemblance is striking! Sorry, I mean handsome!” The

remained

Jenson, please wait in the living room for a while.

“Thank you.”

arm around Cedrick’s, and together they

since they last visited, and

adored had been dismantled, replaced by a lush lawn with a swing set and

grand hall, they noticed that all the beloved antique yellow rosewood furniture had been replaced with soft fabric couches and rounded coffee tables, designed with child

had occurred in the year and a half he had been away The furnishings and decor no longer carried the familiar ambiance he had known in his ten years stay. They seemed foreign and distant.

in silence, understanding the impact these changes had on

minutes, they heard

the baby, rushed down the stairs to greet their distinguished guests.

the steps, she caught sight of Cedrick’s imposing figure from afar.

surge of familiarity washed over her, causing her heart to race and her steps to quicken. When she finally saw the man’s face clearly, tears welled up in her eyes and streamed down

really alive!” She sobbed and hugged Cedrick as if she had experienced endless longing and suffering.

arms, allowing her to hold onto him and

then, the butler interjected. “Mrs. Wright, he’s not Mr. Wright. He’s Mr. Jenson,

must

hearing her words, Cedrick and Gwendolyn

she realize it? When did her

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