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    As soon as the Morgan family’s cars rolled through the iron gates of the Valley residence, the entire house fell into silence again.


    Axel stood at the front steps with Evelyn beside him.


    Oliver, holding to his mother’s hand, peeked from behind her like a curious kitten preparing to meet strangers that somehow felt familiar.


    Behind them, Alicia and Ste waited politely, though their expressions already carried unspoken excitement.


    The car doors opened.


    Finley stepped out first, tall and rxed, offering a reassuring smile. Behind him came Theodor Morgan, dignified and sharp–eyed.


    Andst, supported by a cane but radiating undeniable authority, was Nichs Morgan.


    Oliver’s eyes widened. He had seen Finley before. Many times. Finley had visited. Finley had carried him once. Finley had even taught him how to fold paper airnes.


    He immediately let go of his mother’s hand, “Grandpa Finley…” he shouted and sprinted forward.


    Finley barely had time to open his arms before Oliver crashed into his legs and wrapped them tightly around him. Heughed, lifting him easily. “Well, hello there, little man. I see you missed me.”


    Oliver nodded solemnly. “Yes. You are my Grandpa Finley.”


    Finley grinned. “I am honored.”


    Nichs and Theodor watched with surprised amusement. Nichs leaned slightly on his cane, studying the child with keen interest.


    Oliver finally noticed there were more strangers.


    He tilted his head, still in Finley’s arms, and pointed at Nichs. “Are you also a grandpa?”


    Nichs paused. Then he smiled, slow and warm. <b>“</b>It seems so, young man. I’m


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    Nichs… I’m your Grandpa Finley’s Grandpa…”


    Oliver considered this carefully. “Do I call you Super Grandpa Nichs?”


    Nichs’s eyes softened. “If you wish.”


    Oliver nodded once, satisfied. “Okay.”


    Then he turned to Theodor. “Are you a grandpa too?”


    Theodor cleared his throat, caught off guard. “I am your Grandpa’s Finley father. So


    yes, in a way.”


    Oliver frowned slightly. “So… you are also my super Grandpa?”


    Ste gasped and burst intoughter. Alicia covered her smile with her hand. Even Theodor chuckled quietly.


    Theodor looked delighted. “Super Grandpa. I rather like that.”


    Axel shook his head fondly. “He assigns titles quickly.”


    Oliver leaned closer to Finley’s ear and whispered loudly enough for everyone to hear. “Mommy said I have many families. Now I see it.


    Evelyn’s heart softened at his words. She stepped forward, and Axel moved beside her.


    Introductions finally proceeded properly.


    Nichs greeted Axel with firm respect. Theodor nodded in acknowledgment. Finley remained close to Oliver, who was now studying Nichs’s cane.


    “Super Grandpa, do you stick–fight bad guys?” Oliver asked.


    Nichsughed heartily. “Only when necessary.”


    Oliver looked impressed. “Wow… That’s cool.”


    As they entered the house, the warmth of the Valley residence wrapped around them.


    Lunch was prepared, and the long table was set with care.


    Conversation flowed politely as food was served.


    Oliver sat between Finley and Evelyn. He ate diligently for about five minutes before curiosity overtook him again.


    “Super Grandpa Nichs, do you like music?<b>” </b>


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    Then Ste gently guided Evelyn toward the firece.


    “My dear sis, let’s sit and chat…”


    Alicia followed with quiet urgency.


    Oliver said farewell to them as he returned to the second floor to y.


    After seeing him climb the staircase, Ste inhaled sharply.


    “Sis. How did you find them? Since when did you find them? Why did you only tell us now? Why did you hide it? Do you want my heart to stop functioning? Because it almost did just now. Oh God, you almost killed me. Do you want me dead or something?”


    Evelyn blinked. Then sheughed softly.


    “My goodness, Ste Walters. Talk slowly and one question at a time, or you’ll run out of breath and faint before you get my answers.”


    Ste pointed at her, lips sealed tight, gesturing violently for her to start exining immediately.


    Alicia sat gracefully opposite them, folding her hands in herp. Her eyes were gentle, but there was no mistaking the intensity behind them. “Go on, Eve. We’re listening.”


    Evelyn exhaled, leaning back slightly.


    “You both know I’ve always been curious about my mother’s family, right!?” she began.


    Ste nodded instantly. “Yes. Since we were teenagers. You used to stare at old photos like they might start talking.”


    Alicia nodded as well. “I know. William told me you asked him many times. He never


    had answers.”


    Evelyn’s smile turned wry. “He didn’t. Because he truly didn’t know<b>.” </b>


    She paused, then continued, “After I left the Walter household, I decided to search


    again. This time, I used a DNA database.”


    Ste’s eyes widened. “You mean<b>… </b>a DNA bank?”


    Evelyn nodded. “At Grayenfall. I submitted my sample and waited. For months. Then one day… I got a call. Someone matched my DNA.”


    Alicia’s hand flew to her chest. “Oh my goodness…<b>” </b>


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    <strong>Olivia Harris</strong> is an emerging author celebrated for her captivating romantic and steamy novels. With a talent for crafting deep emotional connections and fiery chemistry between her characters, Olivia’s stories offer readers an escape into worlds filled with passion, intrigue, and heart-stopping drama.