Third Person's POV
Aldridge fired three questions at Vanya, but she didn't answer a single one.
Instead, she offered a faint smile. "Aldridge, it seems you do care about me."
"Of course! You're the only child of my brother. How could I not care?"
Aldridge sighed heavily. "Someone deliberately framed our Dalton family, landing you in jail. The rumors outside have been terrible these past days. I've been worried sick about you."
"Relax, here I am, back safe and sound," Vanya said, walking into the living room and sitting naturally on the leather sofa as if she were at home.
Aldridge stood rooted to the spot, at a loss for words.
Vanya turned to look at him and said calmly, "Aldridge, don't just stand there. Sit."
"O-Okay," Aldridge sat on the sofa opposite Vanya, glancing at her from
