Chapter 196

Andrew Reynolds stood in his study, a veil of smoke swirling around him as he lit a cigarette. Leaning against the window, he blew out a cloud of smoke, his gaze was fixed on the world outside.

Suddenly, a knock echoed through the room, breaking the silence. Andrew's voice, tinged with weariness, called out, "Who's there?"

Nanny Grace's familiar voice answered from the other side of the door, filled with concern. "It's me, Andrew. Can I come in?"

Andrew took a deep breath, "Sure," he replied.

The door opened, and Nanny Grace entered, her eyes searching his face.

"What's wrong?" Nanny Grace inquired gently. "You left early this morning and returned just in time. The cops are looking for Alexander. What exactly is going on?"

Andrew's eyes met hers, a hint of sadness and emptiness on his face. "I don't really have time for Alexander right now," he admitted, his voice tinged with weariness. "Amelia is leaving for Spain with Violet."

Nanny Grace's brows furrowed, her concern deepening. "An