lt was hard to believe how far Serenity and Liberty had come.

Serenity marrying into the wealthiest family and becoming a high-society lady was already astonishing.

But the revelation that both sisters were descendants of the powerful Farrell family of Jensburg had left everyone speechless.

As Mr. Brown sat in the living room, he sighed deeply.

“Go make some noodles.

It’s rare that Hank is home resting.

Don’t bring up unpleasant topics in front of him.

Honestly, if Hank hadn't gone after Jessica, things wouldn't have ended up like this.” His voice was calm but carried the weight of years of reflection.

“Hank was a married man pursuing a young, naive girl.

That was on him.

Everything Hank is going through now is his own doing.” Since Hank's divorce from Liberty, Mr. Brown had undergone a quiet transformation.

Watching Liberty thrive while Hank struggled had forced him to confront his own failings as a father.

Regret became his teacher, reshaping his perspective and softening his demeanor.

Mrs. Brown opened her mouth to protest but stopped herself.

let out a heavy sigh, rose from her seat, and headed

busied herself preparing noodles for her husband and son, a task she rarely undertook in the

Brown family, Mrs. Brown never lifted a

visited, she'd simply tell Liberty what she wanted, and Liberty would obediently

only role back then was to criticize, even after being

days, Mrs. Brown couldn't ignore

a wonderful daughter-in-law and

fool

of his

inside, he couldn't shake the gnawing

married to Duncan

bed, staring at his

urge to call Liberty came and went, over

he couldnt do

right to

bedside table sat a photo

group photo

Liberty had cut herself

survived, a

frame, his eyes fixating on Liberty’s

been radiant—tall, slender,

youthful face was full of life, unblemished

products because she was

Liberty, looking down at her with an

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