Chapter 3 - The Toy Car
Ethan was a quiet boy with dark hair and a serious expression that mirrored his father’s. He had practically everything a child could ever want. Beneath the towering tree, there were at least twenty massive boxes with his name on them.
But Ethan wasn't looking at the mountain of unopened presents. He was looking directly at Sophie.
Ethan walked down the remaining stairs, entirely ignoring his father. He approached the kneeling maid and her weeping daughter. In his hands, Ethan was clutching a heavily worn, chipped red metal toy car. It wasn't a new Christmas present. It was Ethan’s absolute most treasured possession—a vintage toy his late grandfather had given him before passing away.
Dominic watched from the stairs, his breath catching in his throat. He knew how much that toy meant to his son. Ethan never let anyone touch it.
Ethan stopped in front of Sophie. He knelt down so he was eye-level with the three-year-old girl. He gently held out the red metal car, placing it into Sophie’s tiny, trembling hands.
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"Santa asked me to give it to you," Ethan said softly, offering a kind, genuine smile. "He said you were so good this year, he had to leave your present at my house for safekeeping."
👉 How will the ruthless father react to his son giving away his most prized possession to the maid's daughter?
