The day of Evander and Elena's arrival had come, and Alistair was a flurry of activity, preparing to welcome his daughter, son-in-law, and grandson.
“I’m going to the airport to pick them up. You all get everything ready here,” Alistair instructed Olivia and the other servants.
“Yes, sir,” they replied in unison.
Alistair left at once. Emily glanced at Olivia for a moment before following her employer out the door.
Olivia stood in silence, watching them go. She then turned to Layla, who was standing beside her.
"Your parents are coming home," Olivia said to herself.
A wave of sadness washed over her as she considered that Layla would soon meet Evander and Elena, and she wondered if they would recognize their own daughter.
“Why are you sad, Mother?” Layla asked, shaking Olivia's hand
