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Chapter 2030
“Bit of a waste of her several days‘ worth of tears now that we know Nollace is still alive. right?” Waylon finished.
Colton rose to his feet. “I better get to the office.” His brother
considered him. “How‘s Freyja holding up?” Colton paused in his tracks. His tone was hard to decipher when he asked, “What‘s with the concern?
Waylon chuckled. “I thought it‘s quotidian for a brother to care about his sister–in–law‘s wellbeing.”
Colton told him she was fine before leaving the mansion altogether.
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Somewhere in the distance, atop a quiet lake, a rustic gazebo overlooked its
tranquil water. Nicholas held a fishing rod in his hand and a coffee mug in the other. Nearby, a modest array of food was spread
across the table. Bodyguards guarded the gazebo from a few steps away, making sure that no one would disturb their peace.
Daisie propped her chin on the thick of her palm. She had been sitting quietly on her spot for more than half an hour by now, yet she had never seen her fishing rod do anything
The old man laughed. “You just haven‘t realized it yet. To be a part of nature and its tranquility, to let the air sail through your hair, to let the sun kiss your skin–
it calms the mind and body. Setting your eyes on the float, keeping thoughts out of your mind as you wonder when a fish will
bite… It‘s that moment when one finally takes the bait that electrifies them. That burst of glee and success! Doesn‘t that just
brighten the day? “It‘s hard for you whippersnappers. Impatient, living life in the fast lane… Like your brother! Oh, the look on his face whenever I asked him to join me on fishin
Daisie stared at the surface and mumbled under her breath, “Would have been more productive to have him work overtime.”
The float suddenly bobbed, and ripples spread around it.
Daisie‘s eyes widened. She could feel her rod trembling. Grinning, she pulled the line back, shouting, “It took the bite!”
A little trout hung from the hook, struggling. “I got one, Grandpa! Look!”
“Shhh! You‘re gonna chase my fish away!” Nicholas chuckled. Watching
the girl‘s mood turning bright over a little fish was a joy. That tiny joy of fishing was enough, as it turned out. Daisie seemed to have forgotten all about Nollace and the dark clou
enjoyed the high spirits in the gazebo as he headed their way. Smiling, he called out,“ Well, well, well! Fishing with Grandpa, are we?” Daisie turned sharply. She placed the rod d
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEven Nicholas was surprised. “I thought you were abroad!” Waylon let his sister squeeze him. His eyes were tender as he answered, “I came back a little ahead of schedule.” Nic
“I mean, he doesn‘t exactly have the time to micromanage me,” replied Waylon.
Daisie looked up at her brother‘s face. “How did you know we‘re here?”
“The butler
snitched,” Waylon answered as he playfully patted her head. “He said you‘ve been rather crestfallen since Nollace‘s incident, so Dad persuaded you into becoming Grandpa‘s fis
on a man, she doesn‘t even remember her brother anymore, does she?” “Really? You‘re making fun of me now?” she protested softly. “Chin up. Nollace lives. He isn‘t dead.” Da
ago.”
Daisie‘s heart beat faster and livelier. The glint in her eyes returned. Nollace Knowles was alive! This was the best piece of news she could have ever had.
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