The Baby Matchmaker
Today, the main floor of the modern architectural masterpiece echoed with the warm, vibrant sounds of a bustling, thriving household.
In the sunlit kitchen, built around marble countertops and floor-to-ceiling glass windows that looked out over the private forest, Clara stood holding six-month-old baby Maya in her arms. The baby, boasting a head of thick dark hair and Damon’s sharp, striking grey eyes, babbled happily while reaching for a plush velvet toy.
"Easy, little executive," Clara cooed softly, kissing Maya’s soft cheek.
Nearby, Mrs. Gable was placing a platter of freshly baked pumpkin muffins on the breakfast bar while Toby—now six years old and dressed in his primary school uniform—