Virellano Residence – Evening
Inside the grand study room of the Virellano family, David sat upright at a golden-carved desk, lit brightly by a shimmering crystal chandelier above. Thick books lay open before him, each filled with complex knowledge.
By his side, Clarista, his older sister, carefully monitored his notes. A young female tutor named Fani sat across the table, helping him tackle advanced mathematics.
With a pencil tucked behind her ear and eyes sharp enough to kill, she looked ready to launch a barrage of math problems at David.
It was a picture-perfect scene from an elite school brochure:
A future heir, groomed with precision. The kind of image that would make investors nod in approval and media outlets label them a 'model family'.
Meanwhile...
Al—the biological son who, by all rights, should have been the rightful heir—slipped through the mansion like a shadow.
