The Aurevia tower gleamed beneath the late morning sun. Inside, the top floor was alive with work… stylists, models, and assistants scurrying between departments, all under the silent influence of one woman’s command.Jenna, now known to the world as Aria Monet, sat behind her wide desk, typing quick notes while keeping one eye on her three tiny cuties scattered across the office.Aiden stood on her swivel chair, spinning in wild circles while laughing, “Mommy, I’m flying!”“Not in my chair, you’re not,” she said without looking up, steady but amused.Arielle, ever the diva, stood by the full-length mirror, pouting at her reflection. “Mommy, this dress doesn’t sparkle enough for school.”“You’re going to preschool, not a runway,” Jenna said, biting back a laugh.“It should still sparkle,” Arielle insisted, adjusting her hair ribbon like she was on camera.Meanwhile, Alina… quietly, sharp-eyed sat on the couch with a storybook open in her lap. She didn’t say much, just watched everythi
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