Alexander’s POV
I lead the children through the front door, and as we step inside, a strange silence fills the air. Even Daisy, usually bursting with enthusiasm, is unusually quiet. I can sense that whatever happened outside has affected her. But now is not the time to unravel the reasons behind their somber demeanor.
I guide them into the living room, a space that has already been meticulously arranged and made ready for our arrival. The mansion's deep cleaning maids and servants had worked diligently to ensure everything was in order.
I can vividly recall Emilia's initial reaction when I shared my plan to buy a new apartment and move our family there. Her face had contorted with disbelief and frustration, accusing me of trying to escape from her by leaving our luxurious mansion behi
