A week passed peacefully.
For the first time since their wedding, Blackwood Manor felt less like a grand mansion and more like a home.
Every morning, Elara and Sebastian shared breakfast.
Every evening, they returned together.
Even the staff had begun smiling more.
Mrs. Hayes often caught herself watching the young couple with quiet satisfaction.
"They're good for each other," she murmured one afternoon.
Nathan, who was arranging Sebastian's schedule, nodded in agreement.
"Mrs. Blackwood has changed the atmosphere of this house."
Victor, sprawled across the sofa with a bag of potato chips, grinned.
"Correction."
"She has changed Sebastian."
Mrs. Hayes laughed softly.
"I never thought I'd see the day."
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Monday morning...
Blackwood Group Headquarters buzzed with activity.
