The sleek black limousine pulled up in front of Ambrose 's house, its tinted windows gleaming under the morning sun. Ever took a deep breath, glancing at her twins, who were brimming with excitement.
"This is fancy," Ethan muttered as he helped his youngest into the car.
Madam Dorothy, holding her adoptive daughter's hand, gave a small chuckle. "Mr. Wales really knows how to make an entrance."
Ever kept a neutral expression as she ushered Leo and Isla inside. Allesandro is just making sure everything goes smoothly, she told herself, ignoring the small flutter in her chest.
As they settled in, the limousine smoothly pulled away. Isla practically bounced in her seat. "Mommy, is Daddy waiting for us at the farm?"
Ever smiled softly. "Yes, sweetheart."
Leo, however, remained quiet. He was still processing Isla's words from two days ago. Instead of responding, he leaned against Ever's arm, deep in thought.
