Laurel’s POVI managed to snap the lid back onto the black box with a sharp clack, sliding it behind the fruit bowl a mere millisecond before Lilibeth rounded the kitchen corner. My face was burning so hot I was certain it was glowing pink."I'm seventeen," Lilibeth continued, her school blazer slung over one shoulder, her uniform shirt missing its top button in true teenage rebellion. She reached past me to grab a green apple from the bowl, completely missing the contraband hiding right behind it. "You and Dad treat me like I'm still in middle school. Go get a drink with Auntie Amanda. Please! I actually want the penthouse to myself for once."Amanda didn't miss a beat. The wicked smirk vanished, replaced instantly by her bright, doting godmother smile. "See? The child has spoken, Laurel, and honestly, look at her… she’s practically a grown woman." Amanda reached out, pinching Lilibeth’s chin playfully. "Though if I catch you unbuttoning that blouse any further down the street, Lili
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