Once he ended the call with the head of the detective agency, Trenton walked toward his own and drove off.

Camryn had returned to Wildridge Manor. Trenton followed after her.

He had just parked in the manor parking lot when he heard the familiar sound of his nephew’s voice.

“Uncle Trent! Uncle Trent!”

Hearing his nephew’s clear, cheerful cry instantly lifted Trenton’s spirits.

He got out of the car and had barely closed the door when Merry rushed over, wrapping his arms around one of Trento