During the first week of school, Albert had nearly been unable to stop talking about her. It was one of my favorite parts of the day to walk my son to school, and I never missed an opportunity to pick him up. My apartment was only approximately three blocks away from the school, which made things very handy for me.
I spent the majority of my time in the penthouse during the week, while on the weekends I preferred to live at the country estate that I own. It was nice to be away from the frantic pace of the city, and there was a lot more space and freedom for Albert to play in the new environment.
My office phone rang right at that moment, startling me out of the pleasant thoughts I was having about my son and my growing fascination with Jasmine. I had been thinking about these topics. On
