Chapter Eighty-seven

Ethan arrived at the sprawling mansion later that day. The grand entrance greeted him as he walked through the double doors. The foyer was adorned with exquisite chandeliers and luxurious furniture, reflecting the richness of the mansion.

Vanessa was filled with joy upon spotting Ethan. With a bright smile, she rushed towards him, her tiny arms outstretched, and embraced him in a warm hug. Ethan hugged her back, lifting her up gently, causing Vanessa's laughter to fill the air.

As Elena observed the scene, she couldn't help but notice Andrea's distant behaviour. He stood a few feet away, arms crossed, a noticeable frostiness coming from him. Concerned, she approached him and whispered softly, "Andrea, why are you being so cold to Ethan? He's family, and Vanessa clearly adores him."

Andrea's gaze remained fixed on Ethan, his voice laced with tension as he replied, "You wouldn't understand, Elena. It's complicated."

Elena's brow furrowed, feeling a mixture of confusion and concern. She