Chapter 1335
Chapter 1334:
At that same moment, far away in Elliana’s study, Cutler let out a quiet sigh of his own. Jules was gone. He was Cutler now—a man with a home, a name, and a family that truly cared for him. Whatever he had once felt for Katrina had faded into dust. If her memories stayed frozen at age ten, he hoped she lived happily. And if the rest returned—if she remembered the bitterness between them—then so be it. Jules had died long ago.
Davin texted Elliana. “I followed your instructions. I told Katrina that Jules is dead. From this point on, the name Jules no longer exists in the Griffiths family p>
Elliana read the message and then looked at Cutler. “As you wished, Jules has been buried at sea. Go home with Charles. Be Cutler. And never involve yourself with the Griffiths family again p>
“Thank you,” Cutler said, his voice trembling. Even though his past had been harsh, leaving it behind brought its own sadness. Those years—dark as they were—had shaped his entire life.
Charles squeezed Cutler’s shoulder before bidding Elliana farewell. The brothers walked out together.
With their departure, Elliana finally tied off the last loose ends of the Griffiths legacy. Peace lay ahead.
As a mother of two, she wanted nothing more than to focus on raising her children, and that was exactly what she did. In the days that followed, Elliana fell into a gentle rhythm, staying home with her little ones.
Cole shared the same wish. He rarely went into the company, only visiting when necessary. Most of his work was handled from home, and the rest he delegated.
Whenever they were free, Elliana and Cole took the children to the garden to enjoy the sunshine and watch butterflies drift through the flowers. The family of four lived in a warm, quiet bubble.
The only thorn in Cole’s side was the pair of mischievous boys—Sunny and Jeff. They no longer chased after Elliana, but now, they were locked in a daily battle over his daughter.
Sunny had practically moved into the Evans home. When he wasn’t squabbling with Jeff, he hovered around Beatrice like a self-appointed guardian—or future husband.
𝗢𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝘁 gᴀʟɴᴏᴠᴇʟꜱ﹒ᴄᴏᴍ
Jeff stayed alert at all times, terrified Sunny might “steal” Beatrice away, so he glued himself to her side.
In their endless mission to win Beatrice’s favor, Sunny and Jeff were always arguing or moments away from it.
Three months slipped by.
On a bright morning, Elliana and Cole carried the twins into the garden to enjoy the warm sun.
As expected, Sunny and Jeff trailed behind them like loyal shadows.
Felix and Beatrice were six months old now, growing fast. Both could sit upright on their own, wobbling a little but proud of themselves.
Beatrice had a glowing, sunny spirit. Whenever she laughed, it was like watching a flower open. Her giggles floated across the garden, lighting up the air. She was the Evans family’s only great-granddaughter, and everyone doted on her. Sunny and Jeff guarded her like tiny knights, and the rest of the family dropped by whenever they had a spare minute. She was adored from all directions.