The mansion had been peaceful until a sudden cry echoed through the hallway.
Little Ethan was sitting on the polished floor, looking frightened as the housekeeper rushed toward him.
Housekeeper: “Ethan, are you okay?”
The boy nodded, but tears filled his eyes.
Ethan: “I want my daddy.”
His mother, Claire, stood nearby with a worried expression.
Claire:
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