The black SUV remained outside the gates.
Ethan stood at the upstairs window, watching it.
Something about the vehicle bothered him.
Not the car.
The timing.
It had arrived moments after Noah mentioned Evelyn.
“Daniel.”
“Yes, sir?”
“Find out who owns that vehicle.”
Daniel immediately reached for his phone.
“Already doing it.”
Ethan turned away from the window.
He couldn’t explain the feeling in his chest.
Something was about to happen.
Downstairs, Amelia sat beside Noah.
She tried to keep her voice calm.
“Sweetheart, when did your mummy tell you about Uncle Ethan?”
Noah looked at her innocently.
“A long time ago.”
“Where?”
“At home.”
Amelia’s heart skipped.
“Which home?”
Noah pointed toward the window.
“The big one.”
“Black Manor?”
He nodded.
“But you’ve never be
