Isabel’s POV
Leaving the office, I glance at my watch—3:45PM. It’s time to pick up my babies, Scarlett and Sterling from preschool. I feel excited.
My driver, Travis, is already waiting beside the sleek, black Bentley, its glossy finish glinting in the afternoon sun. I slid into the luxurious leather seats, the car’s interior exuding opulence and comfort
Travis greets me with his usual courteous nod. He has been with me for years and now understands the delicate balance between professionalism and warmth.
As he starts the engine, I feel a familiar pang of anticipation. Despite my busy schedule, nothing was more important to me than being there for my twins.
The ride was smooth, and the quiet luxury of the Bentley provides a sense of peace and comfort that is much needed after a busy d
