That night, with Luke on her left and Zola on her right, the two children finally got a peaceful night's sleep hugging Vera.
But the person in the room next door wasn't so lucky. He was frustrated all night. It seemed that even someone as powerful as President Morgan had problems he couldn't solve.
The next morning, Victor woke up to the aroma of food.
"You're up. Luke and Zola have already gone to school. Come get something to eat."
Wearing an apron, Vera truly looked the part of a devoted wife and mother.
Victor had just sat down when a phone was held out in front of him.
"Look, just look! Us picking up Luke and Zola from school is trending. I told you to be more careful, but you just wouldn't listen."
Vera clearly didn't want the children to have too much public exposure.
"What's the big deal? I'll just have Damon get some online bots to bury it."
"It's a trivial matter. If you don't like it, I'll have them take it down."
