Months later, at Misty Manor.
The morning sun poured into the breakfast room, casting a warm glow across the table where Stephanie and Theodore were having breakfast together.
“Do you think you can handle this on your own?” Theodore asked casually as he spread butter on his toast.
“Of course,” Stephanie replied, her smile confident, yet with an undercurrent of determination.
Everything about her had changed. She was no longer the stubborn, proud, yet insecure illegitimate daughter she used to be. Now, she stood as a self-assured and powerful Skeynia Gang heiress, fully capable of leading the family.
Over the past few months, Theodore had been her best mentor.
He had taught her everything—how to manage the complexities of a Skeynia Gang family: how to build alliances, divide and conqu
