The moment they stepped into the grand foyer, Mrs. Rayburn rushed forward and wrapped Charlotte in a tight embrace.
Charlotte stood frozen for a few seconds before burying her head in her mother's shoulder. In that instant, all the pain and longing she had kept hidden inside came pouring out. "Mom."
Mrs. Rayburn seemed to sense her daughter's distress. She smiled and gently stroked her back, cooing, "There, there, Mommy's here."
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At nine that evening, Leah boarded her flight, having bought a business-class ticket. As she was looking for her seat, she noticed that the man resting in the seat next to hers looked vaguely familiar.
When she got a better look, she gasped, covering her mouth. "Oh my god!"
Other passengers turned to look at her.
Leah quickly lowered her head and clasped her hands in a silent apology before turning to the man beside her. "What are you doing on this plane?"
Judd sighed, switching the hand propping up his head, clearly not in the mood to talk to her.
"Don't want to say?" Leah clicked her tongue. "Let me guess. You're going to Eldermere City to find Charlotte, aren't you?"
No wonder the Howards had been in such a hurry to send her to Eldermere City. A Carstairs was on the move!
He frowned. "And you're not, Miss Sutherland?"
"I'm here to have fun!" she declared, pulling out the diamond card Evander had given her and waving it in his face. "I'm here to shop!"
Judd barely glanced at it. "Evander is certainly generous."
Leah's smile froze, and she put the card away. "My cousin is serious this time. You don't stand much of a chance. I'm telling you this for your own good—you should just give up."
"So what?" Judd said, unfazed. "He's still in the past, isn't he?"
"Well... at least he had her once."
"But can he have her in the future?" Judd looked at her pointedly.
Leah was at a loss for words.
Meanwhile, Charlotte was enjoying dinner with her family. Mrs. Rayburn kept piling food onto Charlotte's plate, saving all the best dishes for her. "Eat up, dear. You need to eat a lot to grow big and strong."
Charlotte smiled and nodded. "Okay."
Sean personally fed a bite of food to his wife. "Our daughter is all grown up now. You don't have to worry."
Mrs. Rayburn gently pushed his fork away, pouting. "I can feed myself. Our daughter is watching."
"Alright, alright," Sean said, always ready to indulge her.


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