The sisters had moved past the time when they felt alone. The York and Stone families were now firmly behind them, providing support. Anyone who dared to threaten them would think twice.
Serenity’s greatest concern was that her nephew might be targeted.
“Sounds good,” Liberty replied without hesitation.
When things got hectic at the diner, she found it challenging to focus on her son. Carrying Sonny on her back while she worked was simply not feasible; he was getting heavy, and the strain would only become worse over time.
Once the living arrangements were settled, Serenity informed her sister about their relatives spreading rumors. Liberty was not surprised; she had suspected they would not easily relinquish their claim to her parents’ inheritance.
“I can handle this, Liberty. You should go home and get some rest,” Serenity said.
Liberty yawned and answered, “Sure. I’ll leave the e-bike at your shop and grab a cab with Sonny. I’m so tired I can barely keep my eyes open.” She felt exhausted and knew better than to drive in her current state.
Serenity instructed one of the bodyguards to take her sister and nephew home for some much-needed rest.
The afternoon was quiet, and that evening, Serenity accompanied her aunt to an event at the Jeffersons’ home.
As the clock struck nine, several luxury sedans arrived, catching the attention of the guests at the Jeffersons’ party.
To her surprise, Mr. York had arrived! Zachary was there to pick up his wife.
Serenity was reluctant to attend the event with him. Although he respected her wishes, he had every right to pick her up as well.
As the elegant Rolls Royce, flanked by security vehicles, pulled into the driveway, the atmosphere shifted.
As Zachary arrived at the Jefferson residence, the host family stepped outside to greet him.
“Mr. York,” Mr. Jefferson said with a smile as he opened the door for Zachary.
Zachary exited the car, holding a bouquet of roses, drawing the attention of onlookers who couldn’t take their eyes off him.
With the bouquet in hand, Mr. York looked quite charming, causing hearts to skip a beat.
After stepping out of the car, he briefly scanned the crowd before turning to Mr. Jefferson. Before Mr. Jefferson could introduce him to his family, Zachary quickly said, “Sorry to bother you, Mr. Jefferson. I’m here to pick up my wife. It’s getting late.”
The crowd fell silent, momentarily at a loss for words.
The party had only just begun at half-past seven.
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