(Mia's POV)
As I got out of the car, I wished Mr. Andrew goodnight before making my way to my father's house.
As I arrived at the front door, I rang the doorbell, and my mother's maid unlocked the door for me.
"Welcome back," she said softly, and I smiled and made my way into the living room.
To my shock, we had guests present.
How didn't I take a look in the garage?
Triple L were present as they wore yellow polo tops and black jean trousers and black slippers. They were already seated around the dining chairs, and their eyes were pinned on me as I walked in.
Not just them, their father was also present too. So I schooled my look as I peered at them and shifted my gaze to their father.
"Get it together, Mia, and don't act in front of Alpha David Oscar," I internally scolded myself,
