The tranquil terrace of the Eaton mansion provided the perfect backdrop for Lily's deepening bond with her mother-in-law, Hannah. The two women, seated comfortably in plush chairs, sipped chilled lemon mocktails as the night breeze ruffled their hair.
"I'm so glad you've come into Christopher's life, Lily," Hannah said, her voice warm and sincere. "He's always had so many rivals, so many people trying to bring him down. But now, he has you - someone he can truly rely on."
Lily nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "I do have my own fair share of rivals, Hannah," she admitted, careful not to mention Avery's name.
Hannah's brow furrowed, a hint of concern in her eyes. "Oh, my dear, I'm so sorry to hear that. It must be a dreadful burden to carry." She reached out and squeezed Lily's hand reassuringly. "You know, I've had my own battles with rivals over the years. It was my husband, Liam, who saved me from it all."
