Barren Heiress Returns With Quadruplet
He saw right through it, but he didn’t push it any further.
Before I could respond, Zeke graced us with his attention-commanding presence as usual. “There’s our favorite brother,” Fletcher called out, his tone light but with an edge of seriousness. Zeke managed to come up with a grin as he approached us, and we both stood up to greet him.
“Welcome, brother,” I said, extending my hand. Zeke clasped it firmly, pulling me into a quick, brotherly hug before doing the same with Fletcher.
“Good to see you both,” Zeke said, his voice carrying a warmth that contrasted with the cold exterior he usually wore. “It’s been too long.”