Evelyn Sherman was in the room, holding Harry for a while, making sure he was really okay before she could breathe a sigh of relief.
She rubbed his little face and then held his small hand as they went downstairs.
Just as they reached the top of the stairs, they saw a father and daughter sitting on the sofa playing with building blocks.
Chester Yale was leaning back on the sofa, casually crossing his legs, with Molly sitting in his lap, watching him stack the blocks and then push them down...
A simple game, but the father and daughter duo were having a great time.
Seeing the mother and child coming downstairs, Chester's eyes flickered for a moment, and before he had a chance to speak, the Little Princess in his arms betrayed him first.
Her soft little body slid down and, with her short legs, she ran towards Evelyn Sherman.
"Aunt Sherman, hold me!" She didn't want Bad Brother to monopolize Mom all by himself!
