What was Nigel doing here? Did Christopher tell him to come?Nigel spotted Amelia at the same time and hurried over to her, an exquisite pink box in hand. He greeted respectfully, “Good morning, Ms. Sinclair.”Evelyn hid behind Amelia, unable to hide her curiosity. She poked her head out to look at Nigel. “Mom, who is he?”Nigel crouched down low and flashed Evelyn a warm smile. He offered her the box and said, “Hello, Evelyn. I’m Uncle Nigel. This is a gift that Mr. Zephyr specially prepared for you. He wishes you all the best on your first day of school.”“Dad?” Evelyn’s eyes lit up as she looked up at Amelia, doubt filling her eyes. “Mom, did Dad tell him to give me this? Why didn’t Dad come here himself?”Amelia’s heart clenched. She took the box from Nigel and said coldly, “Thanks for coming, Mr. Larkin, but please don’t do this again. I can take care of Evelyn myself.”Nigel stood up, the smile on his face fading, but he insisted anyway. “Ms. Sinclair, Mr. Zephyr knew tha
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