When Melissa got back to the villa, it was late. She returned alone.

Yvonne ran into her arms as soon as she entered.

The little girl sobbed. “Aunt Melissa! Is Daddy going to die?"

Gently patting her head, Melissa asked, “How do you know about that?"

Yvonne, tears streaming down her cheeks, blurted out, "Mom rang, wanting to fetch me, but Uncle Marcus turned her down."

Melissa glanced up, spotting Marcus by the doorway.

Guess he's been back a while. She thought, noting his relaxed attire.

Bathed in the soft light, he looked quite the sight.

Yvonne spun around, chiming, “Uncle Marcus!"

Kids were sharper than expected.

No one had to tell her about Marcus' capabilities; she just knew he could handle anything.

Marcus, eyeing Melissa briefly, avoided mentioning Shawn, instead asking, "You must be hungry, right? I'll have Elsie whip something up for you. She's a whiz in the kitchen!"

Melissa hesitated, unsure of what to say.

With a complex expression, Marcus turned and headed back into the house.

“Uncle Marcus!" Yvonne whispered. Then she turned to Melissa, asking softly, "Is Daddy going to be okay?"

Melissa hugged her close, reassuring, “Of course, sweetheart.”

Melissa arranged for a servant to attend to Yvonne.

After that, she strolled into the Living room.

Matthew gleefully rode a rocking horse crafted by Marcus, while Minnie chased after him gleefully.

Marcus, meanwhile, sat at the table, engrossed in a newspaper.