“You found out?” Zachary looked a little embarrassed.
“What were you thinking, going out of your way to get punched? You know Six doesn’t pull any punches,” Alessia
replied.
“If you mess up, you deserve what's coming. Besides, we agreed to it from the start.” Zachary gave a sheepish
grin, clearly not bothered by the bruise on his cheek. Honestly, he'd asked for it-he had no one to blbut
himself.
“Lessie.”
He called after Alessia as she turned to leave.
“What is it?”
“I was out of line before. | want to apologize, properly.” With that, Zachary gave a small, earnest bow. “I promise
it won't happen again.”
Alessia’s lips curled in a half-smile, her response a noncommittal, “Mm.” Then she started walking toward the
bus stop.
Zachary couldn't quite read her, but he knew better than to push his luck. He hurried to catch up, walking beside
her. When he glanced down and caught the hint of a smile tugging at her mouth, the tension in his chest finally
eased.
He'd never make such a foolish mistake again. He finally understood who his real family was-the ones who truly
deserved his care and protection. There was no more room for doubt.
Things were looking up.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe restaurant was thriving-affordable prices, generous portions, and a prlocation kept the Mortons so busy
they barely had a moment to catch their breath, but it was a good kind of busy. Even though it was billed as a
breakfast place, they'd have a steady crowd at lunch and after school, with kids dropping by for a bowl! of pasta
or a hearty sandwich.
The downside? With so many customers, the couple hardly had tto cook for their own kids who were still in
school. They'd started talking about hiring someone reliable who could cook and handle the rush.
Ethan, the eldest, was thriving at his internship, thanks to Calvert's one-on-one mentoring. He'd already closed
two major cases, throwing himself into work with a drive that bordered on obsession. His strong skills and
easygoing manner quickly
won over the rest of the law firm.
Zachary, the second son, was diligently learning to identify medicinal herbs, laying a solid foundation before
moving on to more advanced studies. With Xander’s help, his health had improved tically-gone was the
pale, frail boy from before.
Liam, the third brother, had covered Tristan’s debut song and was suddenly everywhere. His air of mystery and
steady stream of new music kept him in the spotlight. According to his dance teacher, Liam was a natural talent,
putting in extra hours of practice every day, and he'd beca hot commodity for both Jason and the other
producers.
Jason, in particular, considered Liam a real gem-his musical instinct was second to none. Jason could hardly wait
to collaborate and create a song that would beca timeless classic.
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As for Ivan... in the end, he joined Alessia and the others at the amusement park. “Are you done with work?”
Alessia asked.
“The project's finally wrapped up. Don’t worry-I've been eating and sleeping well.” Cole reached over to smooth
the furrow between her brows, a quiet smile playing at his lips.