Arthur had that "I told you so" look on his face. "See, I knew you'd ask about this, so I went ahead and bought them all. This way, whether it's a boy or a girl, they can wear the clothes their grandpa got them right away." Vivienne pursed her lips, unable to give the clothes another glance, "Nice choices, but let's not do this again."

Arthur was visibly upset now, "Oh, come on! I'm the baby's grandpa. I want to see them wearing what I picked out. It'll be adorable."

Vivienne glanced over the two big boxes of trendy baby clothes, a twitch forming at the corner of her mouth, "The baby won't be wearing these at birth."

Arthur was taken aback, "Then what should they wear?"

Is there a whole science to baby clothes I'm missing?

Vivienne couldn't bother to explain further, her patience wearing thin, "Don't worry about it, Mr. Wolf is on it."

Arthur choked on his words.

He knew it. That kid was always stealing his thunder.

Noticing Arthur's silence, Vivienne looked out the window, "Dad, where's Winston? Didn't you pick him up? Why haven't I seen him around?"

Arthur paused, then remembered, "He should be in the backyard. He was asking about you just now..."

Before Arthur could finish, Vivienne was already on her way to the backyard.

She hadn't walked far when she spotted a small figure crouched on the grass, busily picking little flowers. She approached and called out, "Winston."

Hearing her, Winston turned around swiftly, his face lighting up, "You're here!"

Vivienne nodded.

But she also noticed the flowers he tried to hide behind his back, deciding not to mention it.

Instead, she just ruffled his hair, "It's chilly out here, let's go inside."

Once inside, Vivienne poured a cup of hot chocolate and handed it over.

weren't any. So, I got these little ones instead, hoping you'd like them." Vivienne took the flowers, a smile forming

eyes lingered on Winston's slightly

cold, making it clear that Winston had

found a mason jar for the flowers,

sitting back down, she noticed Winston biting his lip, seemingly eager

asked, "What's on your

tensed, "Is someone trying to hurt

expression remained unchanged, though a shadow passed in her eyes,

head, "No, it just feels similar to what happened before at home. It's about my grandpa,

his brother Robbie had once

respond directly, not wanting to drag a

Winston pleaded, "Did grandpa do something bad? Do you know where

an eyebrow, "You want to

whisper, "I just want to know what happened. Everything changed so suddenly at home. And my

mentioning Colin, his fingers

but I think he's not

Vivienne's gaze deepened.

concern, save for Winston's safety. Yet, his keen observation

moment, she nodded, "You can

face lit up, "Really? Thank

Declan could unravel

Sasha was chatting with Percival about baby names

Winston, she was taken

have a fiery temperament. We should consider that when naming." Percival added,

blurted out, "Why make it so complicated? If it's about fire, just call them Blaze. Works for a boy or a girl, sounds

exchanged looks, both thinking Arthur's suggestion was a

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