"Absolutely not." She shook her head firmly. "It's unprofessional and potentially embarrassing. The Valentine name—"
"Will be just fine," I interrupted, earning a glare that could have frozen lava. "Look, Harlow is excited about designing the costumes, and Cassidy is actually engaging with a school activity without being forced."
"Those are not sufficient reasons to allow my sisters to parade around in maid outfits serving commoners."
I suppressed a smile at her unintentional elitism. "The festival is about fun and school spirit, not maintaining the Valentine empire's dignity. Besides, it's Halloween. Everyone will be in costume."
"Our family has an image to maintain," Vivienne insisted, but I could hear the uncertainty creeping into her voice.
"Your mother isn't here," I pointed out. "This is your call. And frankly, you're overthinking it."
