Zoey drew nearer with each step.

The butler escorted them to the pavilion and served them tea.

Korbyn, holding Edwin in his arms, approached. The little boy's face glistened with perspiration, engrossed in his playful antics. Korbyn retrieved a towel from a servant's hand and gently wiped the sweat from Edwin's forehead, cherishing the child in his embrace.

Initially, Zoey paid little mind to the scene, preoccupied with how to approach Korbyn in conversation.

However, upon casting a glance...