The servant, who had been holding her breath in the thick air of anticipation, felt a wave of relief with Alexis concession.

Immediately, she assured with a quick exhale.

Include a pair of eggs and a handful of greens, Leonel added, his voice devoid of earlier intensity.

The servant acknowledged with a nod and retreated.

In the expansive hall, only Alexis and Leonel remained, enveloped in a silence that spoke volumes. Leonels steps echoed to the dining room where he took a seat. The light above cast a sheen on his tousled black hair, giving him a ruffled Look.

He gestured to the chair beside him. Sit down, he suggested, his tone light.

Alexis, harboring no desire for discord and mindful of the childrens presence at home, took her place opposite him. She reached for her phone, yet Leonel cut in, Where are Evelyn and Daniel?

Theyre immersed

gently, Lets

his cigarette and met Alexis eyes, his voice a soft murmur. The weekends nearly here. How about we take the kids and dine with your folks?

frown creased Alexis brow at his words. But before she

warmth. The eggs are especially soft today, and the vegetables are vibrant. Mr. and Mrs. Douglas,

the servant punctuated their

small smile

two poached eggs in his bowl and chuckled. Its merely an egg. Why the flowery language, Diana? The servants cheeks turned pink

touch of formality. I hope your meal

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