Chapter 11 - Watching the three young triplets explore the magnificent estate gardens while bringing pure innocent life back into these cold marble and mahogany halls this afternoon.
With the immediate confrontation paused, Marcus escorted Clara and the three boys out into the magnificent estate conservatory.
Sunlight poured through the vaulted glass ceiling, illuminating rows of rare orchids and tranquil indoor koi ponds.
The triplets marvelled at the splashing water, their youthful laughter echoing through the solemn, quiet halls for the first time in years.
It had been decades since the sound of children playing echoed through the stone corridors of the cold, imposing mansion.
Eleanor watched from the arched doorway, her stern expression softening as she saw Ethan Junior crouch down beside a koi pond.
He tilted his head exactly the way Ethan used to when studying complex engineering blueprints in his youth.
"They remind me so much of him when he was small," Eleanor whispered, her voice carrying a rare trace of maternal nostalgia.
"They have his heart, too," Clara replied, stepping up beside the elderly matriarch with a gentle, forgiving smile.
Julian stood far off in the shadows of the hallway, watching the scene with eyes burning with bitter, unforgiving hatred.
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