Late morning sunlight filtered through the oiled pine beams of the Li ancestral villa's great hall. Mahogany chairs formed a semicircle before a raised dais where a single microphone stood. Today's session was private—family only—yet its stakes were no less monumental: Victor Li's corporate trial.
Lynn adjusted Milo's seatbelt in the backseat of the waiting sedan. He clutched his octopus plush, eyes wide with curiosity. Kai babbled happily in his baby carrier. Lucian slid around to her door, offering a gentle smile.
“Ready?" he asked softly.
She nodded, smoothing her navy blazer. “Let's do this—for Milo and Kai."
Milo hopped out first, hand in his father's. He trotted up the marble steps with determined purpose. Kai followed in Lynn's arms, tiny fingers reaching toward the carved wood
