Edward’s POV
The moment it all sank in—that I was truly rich—my mood shot through the roof. The tension that had been coiling in my chest all day finally melted away. I leaned back on the couch, a grin spreading across my face.
A life of luxury… endless money… status… power.
Perfect.
I pulled out a cigarette, flicked the lighter, and took a long, satisfied drag. The taste of smoke filled my lungs, and I exhaled slowly, watching the faint wisps curl toward the ceiling.
For the first time in my life, everything felt right.
Clara, who had been standing quietly nearby, tilted her head slightly, her ever-composed face softening. “Today has been quite eventful,” she said gently. “You should get some rest, Young Master. I’ll brief you on the purpose of your course later.”
I raised an eyebr
