“…Young master? What sort of young master, dad?” said Dylan, baffled.
“Haha! You’ll know once he arrives,” replied Daryl as he shook his head with a bitter smile on his face.
“…Speak of the devil…” added Daryl as he raised his head to look out of the hall.
Hearing that, everyone turned to look in the direction Daryl was staring at. Walking toward them from the main square, was a young man donning a black suit.
As soon as he got close enough, all the previous subordinates—who were still standing by the door—bowed respectfully as they greeted, “Young master!”
“G-Gerald!” shouted both Dylan and Jessica in unison.
While Dylan’s lips twitched, overjoyed, Jessica herself was so moved that she ended up covering her mouth. As for the rest of the Crawfords, all of them stared at Gerald, excitement building within them.
“It’s been a year, mom… Dad… Sister… I’m finally back!” announced Gerald as he knelt by his father’s side.
“…That’s… I’m… I’m so glad that you’re back… It’s been a whole year… And I… I even thought that you had…”
Unable to hold back her tears anymore, Yulia wailed as she finally got confirmation that her son was still alive and well.
“How… How absolutely marvelous! To think that my son would end up becoming even more promising, mature, and strong throughout your disappearance! It’s fantastic…!” added Dylan who was now crying as well.
After wiping his parents’ tears away, Gerald turned to look at Daryl before saying, “It appears that at long last, I’ve finally lived up to your expectations, grandpa…”
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