Even when they weren’t together, Patricia still had to check in on her from time to time.
Patricia let out a little laugh. “That was intense.”
“Seriously, so good.”
When Patricia walked into the tea room with a bowl of bird’s nest soup, she found the three kids gathered around the huge table, papers and data printouts scattered everywhere. They were glued to their laptops, cross-checking numbers like their lives depended on it.
They looked absolutely miserable.
“Aunt Patricia!” Sara’s eyes flicked from the soup to Patricia, pure desperation in her voice. “This is so hard!”
“Why is matching data so impossible?”
“It’s not impossible,” one of them grumbled. “It just takes forever. If you mess up, you have to start the whole thing over.”
Sara groaned, tugging at her hair, and looked at Patricia like she was hoping for a miracle.
Patricia wandered over to the bookshelf, her eyes landing on a few of Oliver’s favorite books. She looked calm, almost unreadable, but her mind drifted to someone from Golden Bay.
She turned back to the table, watching the kids hunched over their work. “Colton, have you ever heard of Sean?”
All three of them froze and stared at Patricia, completely caught off guard.
“Why are you asking about him, Aunt Patricia?” they asked, voices full of surprise.
Patricia got straight to the point. “Theo’s grandmother, Grace—Sean’s been trying to get close to her lately.”
Instantly, the three of them pulled their hands away from their keyboards, shock written all over their faces.
Colton was the first to recover. “Wow. Isn’t it wild how even rivals end up on the same side sometimes?”
Roger added, “It’s fate, really. The Stone family and the Padilla family have never gotten along, and now Sean’s son and Theo’s brother are fighting for the same position. It’s a total mess.”
Now it was Patricia’s turn to be surprised.

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