Chapter 1216

Dinner at the Jefferson residence had never been this quiet. The next morning, just as the sky began to lighten with the first hints of dawn, Oliver, who had been "away on a business trip", returned. The garden was adorned with morning dew, the scent of fresh earth mingling with the crisp air of early morning. The household staff were already up, bustling about with their morning routines. Upon his arrival, Oliver headed straight to his bedroom. As he gently pushed open the door, a familiar scent greeted him. It was the soft, milky fragrance that belonged exclusively to Cliff. Grace and Cliff were sound asleep. The child's tiny fists were curled up near his ears, his chubby cheeks resting against the spot where Oliver usually slept. Grace lay on her side, nearly rolling off the bed from how deeply she was nestled in sleep. The two were sleeping peacefully, painting a picture of quiet, effortless beauty. Oliver carefully set down his luggage and walked over to the bed, his m