Chapter 14 - The Art of Braiding Hair
The bathroom mirror reflected a scene Julian never could have imagined mastering a year ago. Armed with a pink hairbrush and an assortment of colorful hair ties, he was diligently attempting to style Sophie’s hair before school.
Sophie winced slightly. "Daddy, you're pulling a little too hard on the left side!"
"Sorry, my little architect," Julian murmured, adjusting his grip with intense concentration, treating the task with the same precision he once applied to multi-billion-dollar mergers. "We are aiming for a masterpiece here, not a tangled disaster."
Evelyn leaned against the doorway, watching with an amused and loving smile as Emma and Lily lined up waiting for their turn.
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"You know, for a man who used to command boardrooms of thousands, you look remarkably nervous," Evelyn teased softly.
"Boardrooms are easy, Evie. Triplets with matching ponytails? That's the ultimate test of endurance," Julian joked, earning a chorus of giggles from his daughters.
