Towards Donald, Davis nodded subtly in greeting.
Donald had been standing beside his mother ever since she had left her room, his lips curved in a warm, constant smile..
At the sound of Davis' voice, Lady Matilda pulled slightly away from Jessica and turned toward him. Her expression brightened, her gaze softening.
"Thank you very much for taking such good care of her," she said warmly, sincerity and gratitude laced into every syllable.
Davis returned a small nod. "That's what I should do."
A glance over his shoulder brought Ethan forward, carrying a neatly wrapped box. Davis accepted it, then stepped forward and extended it with both hands.
"Congratulations on finding your granddaughter. I hope you remain healthy enough to care for her for many more years," he said evenly.
Donald moved quickly to take the gift, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes. Lady Matilda's eyes glistened with unshed tears as she watched him hand over the gift to Donald.
