Meanwhile, in the group chat, Samuel kept tagging Luke like a madman.

His messages buzzed nonstop.

Seeing this, Natalie couldn’t help but laugh.

The bitterness she'd been feeling all day finally melted into a wicked sense of satisfaction.

Mrs. Tidson had just walked into the living room, carrying a fruit platter. She noticed her daughter’s rare smile and teased,

“Something good finally happened? Let me guess… Luke replied?”

Natalie passed her the phone, eyes ...