?Chapter 412:


    Soon, Kiera’s birthday arrived. On this day, Elena informed Charlette that she wouldn’t be attending thepany. Elena stopped by Uchison Mall to pick up the good luck charm she had designed herself.


    This was Kiera’s first birthday since living with her father and brother, and it happened to be her twentieth, celebrated in style by the Johnson family. The festivities were held at Hillside Manor, with all the notable figures from the invited.


    With Alexander away on a business trip, only Elena and Louis represented the Harper family.


    As Elena entered the Johnson vi, she could hardly recognize it. The entrance was adorned with fresh flowers and pastel decorations—hallmarks of a youthful celebration—lining both sides. The tableware, in colors favored by young girls,pleted the scene.


    Thest time she had visited, the vi had a cold, wooden charm. Now, it radiated a vibrant, colorful, and lively atmosphere. It was clear that Marlon and Malcolm had gone all out to make this day special for Kiera.


    Spotting Kiera, Elena pulled out the gift she had prepared. “Happy birthday, Kiera.”


    Kiera’s face lit up with joy at the sight of her, and she sweetly replied, “Thank you, Elena.”


    Kiera’s speech had improved remarkably. Though she spoke slowly, it was nearly indistinguishable from normal, without any noticeable difference. Elena gently ruffled her hair. “You’re so adorable.”


    Nearby, Louis felt a twinge of envy. He slowly said, “Why do you only have eyes for Elena and not for me?”


    Kiera’s smile dimmed slightly as she turned her gaze to Louis, her voice softer than before. “Louis.”


    Atst, Louis smiled, his satisfaction clear. He presented the gift he had thoughtfully prepared. “This is for you.” He handed her a dress.


    Elena instantly recognized it as a designer piece from a vintage brand’stest collection—one of a kind worldwide. The petal dress featured intricate embroidery inspired by historical techniques, with each petal taking a week to craft, totaling over half a year ofbor. The petals, painted in soft whites and pinks, were delicate without being overwhelming, radiating a unique freshness and purity—perfectly suited for Kiera.


    As soon as Louis saw the dress, Kiera came to mind.


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    Kiera’s eyes sparkled with delight, and she appeared shy. “Thank you.”


    Louis smiled warmly and asked, “Want to try it on?” Kiera hesitated for a moment.


    Elena intended to apany Kiera upstairs, but Malcolm approached with a middle-aged man.


    Malcolm introduced them, “Miss Harper, meet Mr. Boyd. Mr. Boyd, this is Miss Harper.”


    Elena raised an eyebrow. Mr. Boyd?


    The man offered a polite smile. “Hello, Miss Harper. A few days ago, my wayward son caused you distress, and I’m here to apologize on his behalf.” The middle-aged man was none other than Jaxon’s father, Finley.


    Elena kept aposed expression. “It’s quite alright, Mr. Boyd.” After sipping a ss of wine, Finley took his leave.


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