Andrew Best had spent years mastering the art of composure. It was a skill he had honed through boardroom battles, high-stakes negotiations, and growing up under the watchful eye of his mother. But tonight, as he stepped into his family’s grand estate, he felt the smallest c***k in that composure.
His mother’s words from earlier still echoed in his mind.
“We’ll talk later.”
He had dismissed her at the office, but he knew Lilian Best well enough to know that she was not the type to let things go. Especially when she sensed something was being hidden from her.
The dining room was as extravagant as ever—an elegant chandelier casting a warm golden glow over the long mahogany table. The butler was already setting out the fine china, and the aroma of rich, perfectly seasoned food fil
