Cara stepped into her father’s study, her heels clicking softly on the polished wooden floor.
She paused at the door, smiling as she spotted him reclining in his chair, a grin lighting up his face.
“…And don’t forget to try the spa treatments, darling. You deserve every moment of this vacation,” he said, his voice warm and teasing.
“I’m serious, take your time. Don’t rush back.”
Cara folded her arms and leaned against the doorframe, watching as her father chuckled softly.
“I miss you too, but don’t worry about me. Just enjoy yourself,” he continued, his tone filled with affection.
Cara smirked. “Am I interrupting something, Dad?”
Mr. Harrington glanced up, startled, but his smile only widened. “It’s Cara,” he said into the phone.
“I’ll call you back later, alright? Love you.”
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