Jessica’s POV
I step out of the car with a smirk, my eyes scanning the grand mansion before me. Finally. This life this wealth, this luxury—is mine now. No longer Flora’s. She had her turn, and now it’s my time to shine. I adjust my sunglasses, flipping my hair over my shoulder as I make my way to the front door.
Just as I’m about to step inside, a security guard blocks my path, his muscular arms crossed over his chest.
"Ma’am, I didn’t receive any information regarding your visit. You’ll need to wait here while I confirm with Mr. Davis."
I roll my eyes. Of course, Flora’s little lapdogs would still be here, acting all high and mighty. But I’m not just a visitor—I belong here now.
Before I can respond, another set of guards begin unloading my boxes and bags from the trunk, placing the
