With a forced smile, Selina expressed her gratitude, “Thank you.”
“Selina, allow me to carry your suitcase,” Kyson interjected, taking her luggage and accompanying her
to the villa’s exit.
At the gate, Kyson hesitated to part ways.
“Selina, should you need anything, don’t hesitate to call.”
“Understood, I’m off,” Selina replied, smiling as she watched the driver load her suitcase and then slid
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The vehicle began its journey, moving slowly away.
As the grandeur of the Moreno estate receded, Selina’s grip tightened, and her eyes glinted with an icy
resolve.
She vowed to herself, “Rosalynn, this isn’t over. I promise to reclaim my place in the Moreno household
as a lady of standing!”
Inside, observing Kyson’s return, devoid of energy, Gail inquired, “Has Selina departed?”
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“Yes,” Kyson answered succinctly.
Gail exhaled and shifted the conversation.
“Alright, let’s dine. Rosa, after dinner, we’ll go shopping,” she proposed.
“Sure.”
Rosalynn understood her mother was attempting to compensate for over two decades of absent
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While the gesture was unnecessary for her, she recognized her mother’s eagerness and agreed to
partake.
“Gail, it’s time we furnish our daughter’s room with care,” Brendan chimed in once more.
Gail gave a nod.
“I understand. Rosa, have you decided on which room you’d prefer?”
Rosalynn offered a warm smile.
“Any room will do for me.”
To her, the particular room was inconsequential; it was the company that mattered.
“Brian, Lyndon, are you still planning on staying at the hotel?”