"The painting is done, Grandpa. Would you like to see it?"Cornelius Vanderbilt looked up from his recliner, a soft smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “No need,” he said, waving his hand lightly. “Let’s go downstairs and admire the flowers. The garden’s in full bloom.”Outside, spring had unfurled her colors in full glory. The garden, meticulously kept and bursting with vibrant tulips, hyacinths, and peonies, was alive with bees humming and petals dancing in the breeze. At his age, Cornelius found simple joys in nature—in the warm sun, the scent of fresh blooms, and the tranquility of growing things. It brought him peace.Serena nodded with a smile. “Alright, let’s go.”As she moved toward the stairs, Alexander followed silently behind her like a shadow. Cornelius’s gaze flickered toward him, brows twitching with a mixture of amusement and irritation. He opened his mouth, intending to poke fun at Alexander’s brazen presence—after all, the invitation had been for Serena, not hi
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