Feeling vulnerable, Melissa couldn’t resist giving in to her emotions.

“Marcus, the children are still in the car.

Marcus held her hand for a moment before releasing it.

The black Rolls-Royce glided quietly through the night, enveloping Melissa in a sense of safety and comfort.

Leaning back in her seat, Melissa gazed out the window at the dark night, her thoughts drifting to Jessie, likely reveling in the holiday festivities as well.

Meanwhile, at the Waston Mansion, Lights illuminated the scene.

The spacious kitchen was brightly lit, bustling with activity as Jessie and Jeslyn worked diligently.

Jeslyn had taken on the task of baking a cake for Christmas, intending to decorate it with a castle featuring Albert.

Jessie had been occupied for quite a while, but she finally completed baking the cake base.

As she grappled with the cream piping, Jessie found herself in a dilemma.

shape the castles with relative ease, figuring out how to extrude Albert’s Likeness from

in, resting her chin on her hand and offering

him in

you

Isn’t my dad handsome?”

to sew Jeslyn’s mouth

it was clear to Jessie that

biological connection, Jeslyn seemed to have inherited Albert’s temperament

stretched and suggested, “I’ll go outside to build a

Take your time.

let’s enjoy

Jessie watched as

she proceeded to carefully craft

gaze kept drifting

was getting heavier and

stranded for the night, but she

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