Chapter 599

It was snowing in Yarrin. Back then, her brother knew exactly how much Madeleine loved snow. For her eighteenth birthday, he charted a private flight to Yarrin, perfectly timed to land just as the snow started to fall. Under the streetlamp, surrounded by snowflakes, she had once believed she was the luckiest princess in the world. "Beckett, where are we going?" Madeleine turned to look at him. "You'll see when we get there." Beckett pulled her into his arms and planted a soft kiss on her forehead. "Sleep if you're tired." Madeleine nodded. "What about Chris and Liam…" The kids were staying at home tonight—Aiden had just gone upstairs after tucking them in. Beckett had thought of everything. ... Meanwhile, the two wide-awake boys sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching their parents' car disappear, full of grump and confusion. "Bro, do you think they went somewhere fun without us?" Liam asked with a pout. Chris thought for a moment before whispering, "Maybe Dad's running away with