The butler took a drag on his cigarette, pondering his next move.

Cradling Ollie, Evelyn gazed up at him.

“Dad makes the best leek dumplings,” she murmured.

The butler’s wheels started turning at her words.

Daniel was Leonel’s kid and part of the Fowler family’s care.

As the father, Leonel owed the little boy something.

Making those dumplings should be his job!

The butler wasted no time, dialing Leonel’s number.

It was way past bedtime, nearing ten.

waiting for dumplings, dozed off, out like a

vigil

out and she

over her shoulders were a sight

pushed the door

and been a couple once; Alexis’ face was

now, he was

reluctant to disturb her

Daniel stirred,

was a dream,

he called

Leonel’s heart softened.

a container of food and gently touched Daniel’s

alert now, realized it wasn’t a dream

beside him

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