I hope they’re enjoying their trip

Meanwhile, at the Old Pierson Residence…

Old Mrs. Pierson clasped her hands excitedly as she gazed at the class picture hanging on the wall. Her eyes twinkled as Butler Hubert instructed the helpers to position it at the right angle.

"Perfect!" Butler Hubert gave a thumbs-up, nodding at the helpers. "Great work."

The helpers smiled back at him and glanced toward the Old Madam. A look of satisfaction beamed on their faces before they quietly walked away.

"Madam," Butler Hubert called, shifting his attention to the Old Madam. "Is this okay now?"

Old Mrs. Pierson nodded, her eyes still on the photo. The gleam in her eyes slowly turned moist until she was teary. Before she knew it, tears were already falling down her wrinkled cheeks.