Third Person pov :
The Winter Break was officially over and Outside of the Estate, the morning air was filled with the low, powerful hum of engines. A fleet of three pitch-black Mercedes-AMG G-Wagons was idling quietly in the circular driveway. The guard were loading luggage into the trunks.
Standing near the car was Auric, Ryker, and Sterling were entirely ignoring the guards, completely focused on one infuriating, maddening topic.
"I am telling you, our entire approach is fundamentally flawed," Sterling said. He stood impeccably dressed in a tailored charcoal overcoat. "showering her with luxury items only increases her hostility toward us by exactly forty-two point seven percent."
"Because you keep sending her limited-edition textbooks and historical artifacts, you i***t!" Ry
