THIRD PERSON POV
Mrs Mariana Ryder, their mother, walked calmly into the private conference room on the top floor. The executive director was already there waiting, standing beside the window, hands behind his back. He turned immediately when he heard her heels.
“Mrs. Ryder,” he greeted respectfully. “I wasn’t expecting you today, I would have made special special arrangements.”
She smiled politely. “I know. I prefer it that way, no need for too many formalities.”
They both sat down across from each other. The room was quiet, the air heavy with unspoken tension.
“I hope Liam is settling well into his role,” the executive director said carefully.
“He is,” she replied without hesitation. “He has always been capable and focused unlike some people.”
The man nodded, understanding exactly
