(Author’s POV)The morning sunlight streamed through the large glass windows of the Skylar mansion, filling the dining room with a soft golden glow. The long table was set elegantly, as always with plates of scrambled eggs, toast, fresh fruit, and steaming coffee cups arranged neatly in front of each chair. The brothers were gathered around, along with Aurora, who sat beside Ian, quietly buttering a slice of toast while Asher absentmindedly stirred his coffee, lost in thought. The atmosphere was calm, almost deceptively peaceful, considering the turbulence they had been dealing with for the past few days.Ryan was discussing a potential PR strategy to slowly rebuild Asher’s public image when the sound of hurried footsteps broke through their conversation. James entered the dining room, holding a ph
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