bChapter /bb15 /b

She wanted Skr to be known, Indeter anyone who might dare cross her daughter.

bSkr /bdipped her head, her voice steady. “That’s fine. Whatever you and Dad think works

She paused, then added, “Just… keep it low key, please, I’m not big on sh,”

Skr could see their intentions were pure, every move made with her in mind.

Having chosen to return, she couldn’t reject their love outright.

But she had her limits–she still canied secrets, identities she wasn’t ready to reveal,

The Lamberts agreed without hesitation.

Having their daughter home bwas /bjoy enough, and they’d honor her wishes.

For the first time, Skr felt a spark of hope. Maybe she could try trusting these people who seemed to genuinely love her.

Yana stood and opened her safe, pulling out ba /bstack of documents that locked like certificates.

bShe /bpushed them into Skr’s arms, her face glowing “Skr, these are my wee–home gifts for you.”

Skr nced through them. Those are deeds to prime real estate. She sighed softly, “Mom, I’m not really go this stuff.”

Yana’s shoulders drooped, her eyes falling to the rejected pile. “Oh, bit’s /bmy fault, I should’ve asked what you like.”

Carlos jumped in, grabbing ba /bbfolder /bfrom his own safe. “Now, this is something you’ll love.”

The papers outlined share authorizations for the Lambert Group and all his personalpanies.

“Sign these, Skr, and they’re yours,” bCarlos /bsaid, his eyes shining with pride.

Skr scanned the documents, then picked out just bone/b.

“This one’s enough,” she said, sliding the rest back across the desk

Carlos blinked, puzzled. “Skr, that’s the pharmaceuticalpany. It’s been losing money for years. I was about to shut it down.”

He pointed to the other documents. “Pick something else. Anything”

The pharmapany was a forgotten corner of the Lambert empire, left to rot as drug development costs piled up with no results.

A money sink like that was usually left to fail.

But Skr’s voice was calm, unwavering: “I like it, Dad. I want this one.”

Carlos opened his mouth, then closed it, stumped.

If Skr wanted it, he’d make it happen.

He’d back it with profits from his other businesses if needed. Keeping a smallpany running was no big deal for him,

“Alright, as long as you’re happy,” he bsaid/b, passing her a pen with a warm smile

Skr signed her name, her usually cool expression breaking into a bright grin.

b1/2 /b

12:45 Wed, 18 Jun G @@

With thispany, getting materials for her own pharmaceutical work would be easy, and no one would question her moves,

Yana pouted, unconvinced. “Skr,e on, look at my gilts again. Anything here’s better than your dad’s failingpany.”

She spread the deeds out on the desk, her eyes pleading. “Just take another look.”

Skr shook her bhead/b, her tone kind but fim, “Mom, this is more than enough. I don’t need anything else.”

Yana couldn’t bring herself to snap at Skr, so she turned her frustration on the “culprit.”

She grabbed Carlos’s arm, giving it a sharp twist.

“Always stealing the show,” she huffed, her voice yful but sharp.

Her gifts had been ignored, while Carlos had somehow nailed it.

She knew he must’ve secretly asked her what she wanted, she thought, a spark of jealousy ring. Sneaky!

Carlos winced, caught off guard. With Yana in a mood, he knew better than to argue, so he just took the pinch quietly.

Outside the door, Freya’s eyes burned with jealousy.

She stumbled back to her room, copsing onto the bed, her mind reying the scene.

Any one of thosepanies could set her up for life.

Yet her parents hadn’t given her a second thought, showering Skr, their precious blood daughter, with everything.

Skr strolled in and got whatever she wanted–rooms,panies, love.

If this kept up, Freya’s whole world would be taken away. bShe /bmight even be kicked out of the Lambert family.

Her fists pounded the mattress, her gaze fierce as she stared into the distance.

“No way,” she muttered, her voice low and poisonous. “I won’t let that happen.”

TU

Chapter b15 /b

With thispany, getting materials for her own pharmaceutical work would be easy, and no one would question her moves. Yana pouted, unconvinced. “Skr,e on, look at my gifts again. Anything here’s better than your dad’s failingpany”

She spread the deeds out on the desk, her eyes pleading. “Just take another look

Skr shook her head, her tone kind but firm. “Mom, this is more than enough, I don’t bneed /banything belse/b.”

iYana /i

couldn’t bring herself to snap at bSkr/b, so she turned her frustration on the “culprit.”

She grabbed Carlos’s arm, giving it a sharp twist.

“Always stealing the show,” she huffed, her voice yful but sharp.

Her gifts had been ignored, while Carlos had somehow nailed it.

She knew he must’ve secretly asked her what she wanted, she thought, a spark of jealousy ring. Sneaky!

Carlos winced, caught off guard. With Yana in a mood, he knew better than to argue, so he just took the pinch quietly.

Outside the door, bFreya’s /bbeyes /bburned with jealousy.

She stumbled back to her room, copsing onto the bed, her mind reying the scene.

Any one of thosepanies could set her up for life.

Yet her parents hadn’t given her a second thought, showering Skr, their precious blood daughterb, /bwith everything.

Skr strolled in and got whatever she wanted–rooms,panies, love.

If this kept up, Freya’s whole world would be taken away. She might even be kicked out of the Lambert family.

Her fists pounded the mattress, her gaze fierce as she stared into the distance.

“No bway/bb,/b” she muttered, her voice low and poisonous. “I won’t let that happen.”

Her eyes narrowed, a cruel glint shing. “Skr, don’t get toofortable. I’ll make sure you’re out bof /bbthis /b

b12:45 /bWed, 18 Jun GAA

With thispany, getting materials for her own sticrutical work would be easy, and no one would question her mores.

bVana /b

Yana pouted, unconvinced. “Skr,e on, look at my gifts again. Anything here’s better than your dad’s failingpany”

She spread the deeds out on the desk, her eyes pleading. “Just take another look.”

Skr shook her head, her tone kind but firm. “Mom, this is more than enough, I don’t need anything else.”

Vana couldn’t bring herself to snap at Skr, so she turned her frustration on the “culprit.”

She grabbed Carlos’s arm, giving it a sharp twist.

“Always stealing the show,” she huffed, her voice yful but sharp.

Her gifts had been ignored, while Carlos had somehow bnailed /bbit/b.

She knew he must’ve secretly asked her what she wanted, she thought, a spark of jealousy ring, Sneaky!

Carlos winced, caught off guard. With Yana in a mood, he knew better than to argue, so he just took the pinch quietly.

Outside the door, Freya’s eyes burned with jealousy.

Shet

She stumbled back to her room, copsing onto the bed, her mind reying the scene.

Any one of thosepanies could set her up for life.

Yet her parents hadn’t given her a second thought, showering Skr, their precious blood daughterb, /bwith everything.

Skr strolled in and got whatever she wanted–rooms,panies, love.

If this kept up, Freya’s whole world would be taken away. She might even be kicked out of the Lambert family.

Her fists pounded the mattress, her gaze fierce as she stared into the distance.

“No way,” she muttered, her voice low and poisonous. “I won’t let that happen!

Her eyes narrowed, a cruel elint shine Skr don’t not toofortablsb. /b191 —

b12:45 /bWed, b18 /bJun

With thispany, getting materials for her own pharmaceutical work would be easy, and no one would question her moves.

Yana pouted, unconvinced. “Skr,e on, look at my gifts again. Anything here’s better than your dad’s fallingpany

She spread the deeds out on the desk, her eyes pleading. “Just take another look.”

Skr shook her head, her tone kind but firm. “Mom, this is more than enough. I don’t need anything else.”

Yana couldn’t bring herself to snap at Skr, so she turned her frustration on the “culprit.”

She grabbed Carlos’s arm, giving it a bsharp /btwist,

“Always stealing the show,” she huffed, her voice yful but sharp.

Her gifts had been ignored, while Carlos had somehow nailed it.

She knew he must’ve secretly asked her what she wanted, she thought, a spark of jealousy ring, Sneaky!

Carlos winced, caught off guard. With Yana in a mood, he knew better than to argue, so he just took the pinch quietly

Outside the door, Freya’s eyes burned with jealousy.

She stumbled back to her room, copsing onto the bed, her mind reying the scene

Any one of thosepanies could set her up for life.

Yet her parents hadn’t given her a second thought, showering Skr, their precious bblood /bdaughter, with everything

Skr strolled in and got whatever she wanted–rooms,paniesb, /blove.

If this kept up, Freya’s whole world would be taken away. She might even be kicked out of the Lambert family.

Her fists pounded the mattress, herp

r gaze fierce as she stared into the distance.

“bNo /bway,” she muttered, her voice low and poisonous. “I won’t let that happen,”

Her eyes narrowed, a cruel glint shing. “Skr, don’t get toofortable. I’ll make sure you’re out of this family, stripped of everything

A toxic bsmile /bcurled her lips. “Just wait, I’ll ruin you, and make everyone hate