Christmas had passed in a blur of expensive gifts and family dinners that felt more like board meetings, but the real chaos began a few days before New Year's Eve.
In the Salazar household, New Year's wasn't just about fireworks. It was a logistical nightmare of luxury.
Today everyone gathered in the family room after dinner, except Leo. And of course, Nathan was forced to stay there.
Alexander was standing near the sofa, checking Huan's tablet. "Huan and I are taking the yacht to the southern strait. We depart tomorrow morning," he announced calmly.
Roger, who was sprawled on the sofa throwing grapes into his mouth, nodded. "Boring. I'm heading to that private island near Bali with the boys. Jet's fueled up. It's going to be wild."
Lucas grabbed the grapes from Roger's hand and ate them too. "I'm going to a gala with my girlfriend."
Roger looked at his younger brother. "Which one?" he asked.
