Chapter 493: The Extraordinary Little One
They had waited and waited, yet still no good news had arrived. Little Dorian began crying, saying he was hungry and wanted to eat. It was only then that Ella snapped out of her daze.
What was she doing? Even though Elias had been taken away, her youngest son still needed her care!
Ella took her son to the dining room for a meal. The expansive room was eerily quiet, with only Ella and Dorian seated there. Mrs. Harris and Mrs. Moore stood silently to the side, barely daring to breathe.
The table was laden with dishes, all of Dorian’s favorites.
Dorian’s spirits lifted immediately. Ella gently wiped the glistening tears from his cheeks as her little foodie enthusiastically dug in.
This wasn’t so bad, she thought. At least... her youngest wouldn’t be left with lingering fear.
Lucas and the others descended the stairs and approached the dining room. "Ella, eat well. Who knows? Maybe a good meal will bring good news," Lucas said, his heart aching at her dejected demeanor.
Eric pressed his lips together, his cold, stern expression softening as his gaze fell on little Dorian, who was happily engaged in a spirited battle with a rib. A flicker of tenderness crossed his eyes.
At the same time, his resolve strengthened.
The dining room atmosphere remained heavy.
Thankfully, little Dorian’s presence lightened the mood. Pampered by his uncle and grandfather, he happily shared the dishes they passed to him, his sweet words melting their hearts.