After meeting with Noah, Rachel Foster returned to the villa.
She had just slipped into the slippers handed to her by the servant when Jackson, clutching a small airplane, ran towards her.
"Mommy—"
The little boy was always excited to see her.
Rachel put on her slippers and gently hugged her son. "Little treasure, have you eaten?"
"Yes, Daddy ate with me," the boy replied, sounding quite satisfied.
"Daddy?" Rachel's eyes widened slightly.
"Yeah!" The boy placed the airplane on the ground and pushed it along as he spoke, "Daddy came back early!"
Rachel was taken aback. Hadn't he said he had a business engagement tonight?
The butler approached at that moment. "Madam, Mr. Scott returned at five in the afternoon... I was going to call you, but Mr. Scott said you rarely go out and should enjoy yourself a bit longer."
"Oh... Is he upstairs now?" Rachel asked.
The butler replied, "Mr. Scott is in the study!"
"Okay, I'll go find him."
