Two and a half hours later, the plane landed at Yrose Airport. The Eaton family had sent someone to pick them up. The old butler stood respectfully before Georgina and greeted, “Miss, Master, and Mr. and Mrs. Bray.”
“Is this the young master? He’s so cute. Is this little missy? She’s grown so much,” the old butler exclaimed with surprise as he looked at William and Cierra. Seeing the two children looking a bit disheveled, and noticing the rustic style of Old Bray and Paisley’s clothes, he mistakenly thought William and Cierra were the Eaton family’s grandchildren. However, he couldn’t help but feel puzzled. When did Miss Georgina give birth to a daughter without informing the family?
Feeling neglected, Humberto muttered to himself, “Shouldn’t I, who’s dressed so handsomely, be the legitimate young master?”
Georgina chuckled softly, radiating grace and charm as she lovingly held Cierra. “I would love to have such a beautiful daughter, but unfortunately, she’s not mine,” she said.
“But it’s alright; I can treat her like a daughter-in-law.” she thought.
However, when Georgina turned to see her own son standing there unruly, her lip twitched. She seriously doubted if her son was worthy of the young girl.
Franco chimed in, saying he’d like a daughter too. But Georgina, being the chief of a dance academy, knew that having a child would be a serious blow to her body shaping. When they decided to have Humberto, they almost broke up, so Franco didn’t dare to hope for a daughter again. He could only leave it to fate; having a son was good enough.
Before heading to the Eaton family’s residence, Georgina took everyone to her villa and instructed the servants to change her in-laws into a different outfit.
William went with Old Bray to the bathroom, while Georgina personally helped Cierra get ready. When she was young, Georgina loved dressing up her dolls. Unfortunately, after giving birth to a son, she couldn’t indulge in that anymore. Now, Cierra, even more beautiful than her dolls, fulfilled a bit of her wish.
“Cierra, which dress do you like?” the maid asked, presenting a variety of dresses in different colors and styles.
“They’re so pretty! Auntie Georgina, I like this one,” Cierra pointed to a white chiffon dress.
Cierra pointed at one of the white chiffon dresses. “Auntie Georgina, why do you have so many pretty dresses at your house?”
Georgina had the maid bring up the white dress and took away the rest, answering Cierra’s question as she helped her put on the dress.
“I don’t have a daughter, but my son Humberto was raised by me like a daughter until he was four,” Georgina explained as she helped Cierra into the white dress, recalling the dresses Humberto wore when he was two or three years old. However, her son’s features were too rugged, unlike the 10% of what she had imagined! Cierra, on the other hand, looked like a cute doll, especially after putting on the dress, she was a little fairy herself. Georgina couldn’t help but give her a kiss.
“So pretty. These dresses are for you, Cierra. When you grow a little older, I will teach you how to dance.”
“Okay! Cierra loves dancing,” she replied, recalling the nights when she saw her parents dancing on the balcony.
Georgina, who turned 30 this year, originally planned to retire at 35 and open a dance training institution. She considered taking Cierra as her disciple, but it was too early to decide.
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At eight o’clock in the evening, the Eaton family’s mansion was brightly lit, and the hall was filled with Yrose’s elites and dignitaries. The atmosphere was of a high-class social gathering, with elegance and luxury all around.
Matthias Eaton, the protagonist of the banquet, wore a crimson traditional suit adorned with exquisite dragon patterns, making him look spirited and radiant. His smile brightened even more upon seeing Humberto; he only had one daughter, Georgina, and Humberto was his only grandson. The future of the vast Eaton family would be entrusted to Humberto. The child was mischievous, just like he was when he was young.
“Grandpa.”
“Humberto, come here and let Grandpa hug you. Grandpa missed you,” Matthias exclaimed as Humberto approached, remembering his mother’s instructions on the plane and bowing respectfully.
“I wish Grandpa longevity and happiness, and may you always be healthy and cheerful,” Humberto said. Cierra followed suit, charmingly adding, “I wish you happiness every day and delicious food every day.”
Seeing the beautiful girl before him, Matthias chuckled and patted her head. “Thank you. I really like the wish of delicious food every day.”
“Georgina, who are these two children?”
Georgina stepped forward to explain that the two children were found by her father-in-law, arousing Matthias’ sympathy for their plight. He hated traffickers just as much because he also had grandchildren.
“It’s despicable. If these two good children were really abducted, it would be terrible. Your father-in-law is remarkable, saving two families at once,” Matthias praised, making Old Bray proud.
“Of course, who do you think I am, timid and cowardly like you?”
“I’m not timid, I’m cautious!”
“You’re just timid; you wouldn’t even dare to catch a tiny caterpillar snake. Fortunately, Humberto takes after me.”
“Humberto is my grandson, and he takes after me!”
…
Two people, whose ages added up to 150 years old, were still arguing. Paisley stood aside, speechless and embarrassed.
Georgina then asked Humberto to take the two children to eat something, as they hadn’t eaten since lunch.
“Mom, don’t worry. I’ll take care of them,” Humberto assured.
“Okay.”
Cierra said she was hungry and wanted cake, so the three children walked hand in hand towards the long table. Today was Matthias’ birthday, and there were many exquisite cakes, fruits, and cookies on the table.
“Cierra, which one do you want? I will get it for you,” Humberto offered, about to show his brotherly duties when William had already picked up a plate.
He grabbed a piece of matcha mille crepe and handed it to Cierra. “She likes matcha mille crepe the most, followed by tiramisu and black forest cake. Just grab it without asking,” he said.
Excitedly, Cierra nodded and took a bite of the cake. “William, you have a great memory,” she exclaimed.
She had just casually mentioned it two days ago while passing by the cake shop, never expecting him to remember.