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The atmosphere in the De Santos Mansion living room still felt tense even though the danger had passed. Mommy Hansel sat on the sofa, her breathing not yet fully steady. Both of her hands were clasped together, as if she was still trying to make sure that what had just happened was truly over.

Diego stood in front of her, then suddenly hugged his grandmother tightly.

“Grandma…” Diego’s voice trembled. “Diego is scared.”

Mommy Hansel immediately returned the hug. She gently stroked Diego’s back repeatedly, calming her grandson with soft touches.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. You’re safe now. Grandma is here,” she said, trying to keep her voice steady...