Chapter 1760: (END)
Elsa, meanwhile, had retired upon turning sixty, leaving her post at Brindleton Girls’ Academy for good. She channeled all of her energy into helping Brenna with the children. Despite the presence of several professional nannies, she could never quite bring herself to step back entirely, still quietly haunted by the memory of what had once happened to her very first granddaughter.
On one warm afternoon, sunlight lay soft and golden across the lawn where the family had gathered. Elsa sat in a garden chair with her tiny granddaughter nestled in her arms, content in a way she hadn’t been for a very long time.
A few yards away, Ethan and Brenna were playing with the boys. The children tore across the grass, their laughter ringing out into the open air.
“Mommy, hurry! Daddy is about to catch us!” shouted the older one, Rickey Mitchell.
His younger brother, Louis Mitchell, sprinted with all the determination his small legs could produce.
Brenna threw her arms wide, planting herself squarely between them and Ethan. “Don’t worry! Mommy is here. I’ll protect you!”
Ethan lunged dramatically, always falling just short of the boys by a deliberate inch, sending them into fresh rounds of delighted shouts.
𝖳𝗁o𝘂𝘀𝗮ո𝗱s о𝖿 𝗿𝘦аd𝘦rѕ 𝗼𝗇 𝗀𝗮l𝗇𝗈𝘷e𝗹s.𝘤𝗼𝗆
“Mommy, that was so close! Daddy almost got us!” Louis panted, his eyes bright with excitement.
After a while, the boys dashed off to find water. In the quiet that followed, Ethan’s phone buzzed. One glance at the screen told him everything—the kindergarten teacher was calling. His expression soured at once. He already knew what it would be about.
The teacher had been calling with increasing frequency to report on Rickey and Louis’s latest mischief. During nap time, the two had taken to tampering with the classroom’s security cameras, freezing the footage so they could slip outside undetected to play. The fact that children so young could hack into a school system using nothing but their phones had left every adult involved thoroughly speechless.
Ethan had lectured them countless times. The warnings never stuck.
Elsa maintained that this was karmic justice—Ethan had been stubborn and relentlessly difficult as a child, always bickering with her, and now his sons were proving to be an even greater challenge. Even so, she adored all three of her grandchildren, and her granddaughter in particular held a special place in her heart.
Just then, a car turned into the driveway. Kenny and Rosanna stepped out with their son, Averi Mitchell, who immediately made a beeline across the yard to join his cousins.
When lunchtime arrived, the whole family gathered around the large dining table, the room full of overlapping conversation and laughter. Elsa and Rosanna moved around each other with careful, practiced courtesy. On special occasions, Rosanna always sent thoughtful gifts to Elsa; and though Elsa never involved herself in Rosanna’s family affairs, she quietly sent money from time to time to ease the burden. Compared to the turbulence of earlier years, the Mitchell household had grown into something remarkably peaceful.
And of everyone seated around that table, basking in the fullness of what their life had become, none were happier than Ethan and Brenna.
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The End.
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Message from Noa: Today we have two new novels, hope you like them dear readers. God loves you and Noa wishes you all the best. (─‿‿O)
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