Chapter 193

Evelyn handed Sebastian his coat, her fingertips accidentally brushing against his wrist. She froze for a split second before quickly withdrawing her hand.

When had she become so careless? Falling asleep in someone else's car. She frowned, absently rubbing the cuff of her sleeve.

"We're here." Sebastian's voice snapped her out of her thoughts. He stepped out smoothly and opened the passenger door for her.

The manor was ablaze with lights. Henry Laurent had prepared dinner long ago and was waiting for them.

Evelyn held Hugo's hand and gently nudged him forward. "Hugo, say hello."

"D...Dad?" The boy's timid voice was like a pebble dropped into still water.

Henry's teacup slipped from his fingers and shattered on the floor. He stood frozen, as if struck by a spell.

The next moment, a small figure barreled into his arms.

"Dad!" This time, the voice was clear and bright.

Henry sank to his knees, his hands trembling as they cradled the child's face. "Say it... one more time?"

"I can talk now!" Hugo beamed up at him, eyes shining with pride.

Evelyn watched from the side, warmth flooding her chest. Her gaze instinctively sought Sebastian, catching the faint smile playing on his lips.

"It's like a dream..." Henry choked out, pulling the boy close as tears finally spilled over.

Suddenly, the formidable business tycoon dropped to his knees and bowed deeply.

"Don't!" Sebastian moved swiftly to stop him.

But Henry pressed his forehead to the ground. "No words can express my gratitude. From today onward, Hugo is your child too!"

Evelyn rushed forward to help him up, only to have something cold pressed into her palm.

It was an exquisitely crafted key, its metal surface gleaming under the lights.

"This is the lifeblood of the winery." Henry's voice was hoarse. "I trust you with it."

Evelyn's hand grew heavy. This key represented the Laurent family's century-old secret recipes—a coveted business secret many would kill for.

She looked up at Sebastian, seeing the same surprise reflected in his eyes.

"Once Hugo recovers further, I'll take him traveling the world." Henry lifted his son with a peaceful smile. "The winery... is in your hands now."

The key grew warm in her palm. Evelyn suddenly understood—this wasn't just trust. It was an immense responsibility.