Chapter 124
Audrey’s POV:
The private jet soared smoothly through the clouds as we made our way back to New York.
Not long after takeoff, Noah began to drift off as he leaned against my sid
I gazed down at his sleeping face, marveling at how much he’d grown since our first meeting.
Back then, he’d been completely withdrawn, refusing to speak or make eye contact with anyone.
Now, he’d opened up to Caspar and me, willingly communicating with us in ways he wouldn’t with others.
Yet beyond our small circle, he remained completely closed off, especially with children his own age.
Looking at his peaceful expression, I realized something that hadn’t occurred to me before.
I turned to Caspar, who was reviewing documents on his tablet across from us.
“Caspar,” I said quietly, not wanting to wake Noah.
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“Have you thought about sending Noah to a kindergarten? He’s reaching that age.”
Caspar looked up from his laptop, his expression thoughtful.
“I’ve tried. He resists it strongly. Going to Luminous Gallery for art lessons is the only educational setting he willingly accepts. He… doesn’t
communicate well with other children.”
I nodded, understanding the challenge.
I was about to respond when Noah stirred beside me, his eyes fluttering open.
“Are we home?” he asked groggily, rubbing his eyes with tiny fists.
“Almost,” I smiled, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead.
Noah looked at me with those intelligent eyes.
“Audrey, do you like the children at the kindergarten?”
I realized he must have heard our conversation about kindergarten.
I didn’t try to avoid the topic. Instead, I met his gaze directly.
‘Yes, I do. They’re wonderful.”
“Then I’ll go to kindergarten too,” he declared simply.
Caspar’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.
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‘You will?” I asked, trying not to sound too shocked.
Noah nodded solemnly. But you have to promise me something first.”
“What is it?‘ I asked, not thinking twice.
“You and Daddy both have to take me to kindergarten every day.”
I looked up and met Caspar’s gaze, only to find that he was also surprised by this.
Before I could formulate a response, Caspar had already recovered his composure.
“I can make time,” he said without hesitation.
Noah turned to me then, his eyes wide and expectant, clearly waiting for my agreement as well.
I was realizing that I’d just walked straight into a four–year–old’s carefully laid trap.
With both Noah and Caspar looking at me, what choice did I have?
“Alright, then. We’ll both take you.”
After we landed, James met us at the bottom of the stairs to help with our things.
Caspar turned to me.
“Stay for dinner,” he said, his expression softening slightly. “It’s been a while since you last came to Thornton Manor for a meal.
I shook my head.
“I can’t today. I haven’t visited Margaret in weeks, and I should go to the Bailey residence before it gets too late.”
Disappointment flickered briefly across Caspar’s face before his usual composed expression returned.
“I understand,‘ he said, though his tone suggested otherwise. “James will drive you.”
I nodded, knowing from experience that arguing with Caspar when he used that particular tone was futile.
After a quick goodbye to Noah, I followed James to the waiting car.
The sleek black car pulled up in front of the Bailey family’s Upper East Sid apartment building.
James turned to look at me,
“I’ll wait for you, Ms. Lane, and drive you home afterward.”
“Thank you, James,” I said, gathering the gifts I’d brought from Chicago. “t that won’t be necessary. I can make my own way home.”
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‘Mr. Thornton insisted, James replied politely.
I sighed, not having the energy to argue.
“Fine. But this might take a while.”
“I’ll be here, ma’am.”
I stepped out of the car, carefully balancing the elegantly wrapped packages.
George and Eleanor Bailey were waiting in the living room when I arrived,
Clearly, they’d been informed of my visit.
“Audrey, darling!” Eleanor exclaimed. Her eyes quickly assessed the packages I carried, calculating their potential value.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
