Bryan Johnson stepped through the doors of the Johnson mansion, tired from his long business trip but eager to settle back into his familiar life. As he entered, he was greeted by the sight of his mother, Olivia, waiting for him in the grand foyer. But what stopped him cold was Stefania Brown, standing nervously beside her. The sight of Stefania in his home struck him as odd, and immediately, his mind raced with questions.
Bryan furrowed his brow, his exhaustion replaced by confusion. "What is she doing here?" he asked, his voice sharp, his eyes darting between Stefania and his mother.
Olivia smiled in a way that made Bryan’s stomach twist. "Bryan, darling," she began, her tone unnervingly sweet, "Stefania told me everything about you and her." She paused, glancing at Stefania with a rea
