Chapter 11
Back at the estate, Sophie woke up in her sunlit bedroom, surrounded by colorful new toys, books, and her favorite plush animals.
Richard sat in the rocking chair beside her bed, reading a fairy tale storybook in a soft, soothing, and comforting tone of voice.
"And then the princess lived happily in her castle, protected by her father forever," Richard read, smiling warmly as Sophie giggled.
"Daddy, are we ever going back to that bad kitchen?" Sophie asked quietly, her little fingers clutching the edge of her blanket.
"Never, sweetheart; that kitchen has been completely remodeled, and nobody will ever hurt you in this house again," Richard promised fiercely.
He leaned down and kissed her forehead, feeling an overwhelming wave of paternal love wash away the lingering shadows of the past.
Downstairs, the household staff worked diligently to restore warmth and happiness to every single corner of the sprawling mansion.
The dark days of neglect were officially over, replaced by an unbreakable bond of trust, safety, and unconditional affection.
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Richard walked into his private study to review the final asset forfeiture documents sent over by his corporate litigation team.
Every single penny Victoria had attempted to siphon into offshore accounts was successfully recovered and redirected into Sophie's trust fund.
