The next day. It was still early in the school day, just before the second bell. The halls buzzed faintly with the murmur of students heading to first period, but Victoria wasn't in class. She excused herself with the calm assurance of someone used to moving unnoticed—just a quiet nod and a vague
Dinner was over, but Rose remained at her desk in her room, the soft glow of her laptop screen lighting up her face. She typed steadily, her fingers dancing over the keys while she snacked from a small container of crackers she’d picked up earlier. She’d managed to pull off one quiet victory today
On her way home, Rose found herself unwilling to return straight to the mansion. The atmosphere from the family dinner still lingered around her—heartwarming and fulfilling—but also emotionally heavy. She wanted to unwind, even if just a little. Craving something sweet, she made a last-minute deci
“Well,” Rose replied with a small laugh, “it’s not like I handed them keys in a bow.” “Still,” Nancy teased, “the house is already prepped. You don’t need to stress about that one. You did well choosing the location too—it fits them.” “Anyway, your own house is fully ready. You can swing by tomo
Rose smirked. “You’re just realizing that now?” Amelia laughed out loud, and Maya gave her son a pat on the arm, clearly touched by how protective he was. Rose gave one last glance at the table and said, “Everything has been paid for. Order anything you like. It’s all yours tonight.” *Rose, dear
The warm clink of cutlery and the subtle hum of conversation filled the restaurant’s lavish VIP section. Luthor sat beside Rose, unusually quiet, his eyes flicking back and forth between his cheerful mother and the woman who had orchestrated all of this. Unable to hold back any longer, he leaned a