Chapter 17 - The illegitimate heirs

Rosa Kart's POV

As we drove home, my phone rang. It was one of the board members, calling to commend Paris's performance during the last meeting. I felt a pang of jealousy and resentment. I had chosen Paris because I thought she was naive and easily controlled. But now, she was proving to be more capable than I had anticipated. She was becoming the Star that Sophia had never been.

"Take me to the exclusive inn where Oliver and Sophia are staying," I snapped at the driver. My anger was boiling over, and I needed to confront them.

"Yes, ma'am," the driver replied, making a U-turn and heading in the opposite direction. I sat back in my seat, seething with rage.

As the car pulled up to the gate of the estate, the sound of thumping music grew louder. I could feel my frustration building as we neared the source of the noise: Sophia and Oliver's lounge.

"How long am I going to have to deal with this?" I mumbled under my breath, my patience wearing thin. It was clear that they were not going