By the time Liam returned home, the sun was already sinking, painting the western sky in broad strokes of orange and gold.
Walking through the front door of the mansion, he caught the faint clatter of porcelain coming from the dining, the aroma of roasting meat filled his nose, and the low chatter of voices.
Evelyn and the maids were already preparing dinner. They looked up as soon as he stepped inside, their faces lighting up immediately.
"Welcome back, sir," Evelyn said with her usual poise, bowing slightly.
"Welcome back," the girls echoed in unison, with bright and genuine smiles on their faces.
Liam returned the greeting with a nod and a soft smile. "Good evening."
Without lingering, he headed upstairs. He walked into his room and to his bed, and the moment the door shut behind him, he collapsed onto his bed with a satisfied grin stretching across his face.
