The twins were everywhere.
Luna giggling into the mic during a press feature.
Zane holding a juice box like it was a fashion accessory.
Talia, glowing beside them in her custom power suit, laughed through the chaos of the interviews as the world ate up the Wolfe-James family dynamic like it was a trending TV show, they were interviewed on vogue, and other fashion line that contacted Talia. Her fashion week was a big success.
Talia's new fashion line which she just started, LJ Designs, was gaining insane traction. Orders were flooding in. She had to hire assistants now. Real ones. Not Mia-in-a-wig and Elijah-grumbling-as-he-sorted-fabric kind of help.
Speaking of Elijah…
Mia stood in the foyer of Ethan's penthouse, brow raised as Elijah walked in, suit crisp, jaw set, clearly annoyed by something. Probably her.
"Aw, don't look so thrilled to see me," she teased, flicking her braids over her shoulder.
