The line connected on the first ring.
"My wife, I’m sorry... to make you wait," Axel’s voice came through, low and familiar.
"It’s fine, Axel," she replied calmly, exhaling as she rested her feet on the edge of the sofa. "Are you done with your business?"
"Not yet. I still have a few things to settle here before flying back to the capital. How’s your day, my love?"
"I’m being spoiled by my little son’s piano concert," Evelyn said proudly, a soft smile curving her lips.
"I’m incredibly envious," Axel sighed dramatically.
"Well, you can get a private concert if you bring donuts for him."
Axel laughed. "Deal. I’ll buy his favorite ones. Extra glaze."
Evelyn laughed, but the laughter faded just a little as she remembered something. Her fingers tightened around the phone.
"Oh, right, Axel... I need to ask you something."
His tone softened immediately. "What is it, darling?"
Evelyn glanced back toward the piano room, listening to Oliver’s music for a brief moment before speaking again, her voice gentle but serious. "Aunty Martha called me today. She said you asked someone to take her DNA sample. Axel...did you find something about her son?"
Silence lingered for half a heartbeat on the line before Axel’s voice finally came through the speaker.
"Yes," he said calmly. "I found him."
"Oh my God." Evelyn’s voice rose without her knowing. She pressed a hand to her chest, eyes widening. "You... you really found him?"
"Hm. But we still need to confirm it with a DNA test before telling Aunty Martha," Axel continued evenly. "I don’t want Aunty Martha to be disappointed or heartbroken if the result isn’t what we expect."
Evelyn nodded hurriedly, even though he couldn’t see her. "Yes. Yes, you’re right. It’s better to be careful. She’s waited too long for false hope."
"Well," Axel added with a light chuckle, "that was exactly my plan... I’ll tell you everything once the results are in. But my clever wife was already two steps ahead. You figured it out before I even opened my mouth."
Evelyn laughed softly.
"Mr. Knight, I’ve lived with you long enough to guess what you did. Besides..." Her voice lowered. "I feel bad... Because of my injury, I forgot about my promise to help Aunty Martha. I should have asked you sooner."
"My wife," Axel said gently, his tone warm and reassuring, "don’t say that. Aunty Martha adores you. She’ll understand. And this has nothing to do with blame. We’re doing this properly, together."
"I know," Evelyn replied, smiling faintly. Then her expression turned serious again. "Axel, where is Noah now? Is he okay? I mean, his life after being separated from his family... was it hard?"
There was no immediate answer.
Evelyn heard Axel exhale quietly on the other end of the line, slow and heavy, as if weighing his words.
"Axel?" she asked softly. "Are you still there?"
"Yes, Eve," he replied after a brief pause. "I am. I’ll explain everything when I’m home. Some things... are better said face-to-face. Right now, I need to finish up here before I fly back."
Evelyn didn’t press him. She knew that tone. "Alright. Go handle your work and come back safely. I miss you."
"I love you, Eve."
"I love you too."

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