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Sienna wiped away her tears and nodded in agreement. “If you ever feel overwhelmed, Noe, just
tell me I’ll make sure your brothers lend a hand!”
Her words camed a hint of quilt
But the Schnabel family’s affairs were too much for Sienna to handle. After all, the children had
grown up, each proving to be smart and capable. It was time for them to take over the reins
She had longed to retime with Tristan and travel the world! If it weren’t for their desire to see Noe
off to college first, Sienna and Tristan would probably already be globetrotting. She had
meticulously nned their travel itinery!
Noe, seeing the excitement mixed with a touch of sheepishness on Sienna’s face, couldn’t help
but smile.
Her mother was quite adorable
“Don’t worry, Mom, I ask Beckett if I’m not sure about something.”
The issues at Serene Haven weren’t too numerous. Many of the problems with the Schnabel
family’s staff stemmed from the remnants left by Ashlyn, who wasn’t exactly squeaky clean.
When Ashlyn first mamed Marcel, she nearly brought her dog from her vige to the Schnabel
household to establish some kind of pecking order.
Sienna, upon taking over the household, had chosen not to rece the old staff, instead managing
with them for years. However, thispromise had led to significant problems
Beckett rose to serve Sienna some soup, his tone soothing. “I’ve had someone Investigate the
social media ounts of all the Schnabel family’s servants. Queenie was an exception; though
others might not be clean, they’re not as egregious. However, we’ve found substantial sums of
money flowing into Queenie’s ount, and we’re tracking the source.”
Noe looked up, her voice calm. “It’s probably from people interested in the Schnabel family”
Though Queenje was bold, making contacts with many wanting to pry into the Schnabel family’s
affairs, she didn’t have ess to any real secrets
The Schnabel family’s studies were off–limits to the nannies. The children of the Schnabel family
cleaned their studies themselves, and with plenty of surveince installed, Queenie couldn’t find an
opportunity to sneak in even if she wanted to.
The information she sold was mostly fabricated by her.
“Queenie has sold quite a bit of our family’s information, but it’s mostly false. For instance, she
imed Mom loves eating caviar and demands it be prepared at three in the morning.”
Sienna had never asked anyone to wake up at three to cook caviar!
Such rumors were absurd, but many were willing to believe them, contributing to Queenie’s ie
from these falsehoods.
Tristan suddenly stood up, fork still in hand. “I knew something was off when people kept sending
me caviar for the past few years! There were rumors of me having an affair with a nanny, that we
were expecting a new child, and that Sienna and I were on the brink of divorce!”
All the gossip and scandalous news had been spread by Queenie!
Tristan was near confusion, and if Sienna hadn’t known him so well, she might have had her
doubts. Thinking back on those rumors, Tristan felt like crying.
“Noe, you have no idea. People even said that to marry into our family, you had to have five
children, and that we favored boys over girls, which is why no one courted Beckett for years.”
Beckett’s mouth twitched.
Those rumors were ancient history. Was Tristan bringing them up now just as an excuse for him to
go on dates?
“Let it go, Dad. No one courting me is my choice, not because of the rumors.”
“You don’t know squat! Those things kept me up at night, and you’re nearly thirty!”
Beckett rolled his eyes discreetly.
With Tristan’s penchant for dozing off while watching TV if he was up at night, it surely meant he’d
napped too much during the day. “Can’t sleep? Maybe you should find a night job while you’re still
young, to save up for Noe and ra’s wedding gifts”
“Insolent! With you still single, I can hardly hold my head up when I walk!”
“Then maybe don’t hold your head up. Walk with it down, less chance of tripping.”
Tristan was so frustrated he nearly choked, while Noe pretended not to hear, sharing a secret
laugh with Sienna.
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Meanwhile, Beckett dealt with Tristan’s marriage nagging as he peeled shrimp for Noe and
Sienna.
Dinner was a raucous affalt and once finished, Tristan left a mountain of dishes on the table. “That’s
what you get for arguing with me–tonight, you’re on dish duty!”
With the Schnabel family’s servants under investigation, the house was short on dishwashers.
Noe looked at the pile of dishes, then at Beckett, who was beginning to clear them alone.
“Beckett, let me help you.”
Beckett, already tying an apron around his waist with the practiced ease of a domesticated finance
mogul, shook his head affectionately
“No need. You go keep Mompany. It’s just a matter of loading the dishwasher; our family
doesn’t need the little sister to do chores. Even when ra was home, she never had to clean up.”
Look how good his sister was!
He knew Tristan had purposely picked a fight during dinner just to saddle him with dishwashing
duty! Otherwise, why would he wait until now to bring up those issues?
“That’s Dad’s old trick. I am used to it. You’ll figure it out soon enough.”
“Then let me help you start the dishwasher.”
“Sure, thanks, Noe.”
Beckett was clearly not new to household tasks, his movements steady and efficient. He stacked a
dozen tes and still managed to free up a hand to wipe down the counter.
Noe was amazed!
Once the dishwasher was humming along. Beckett offered a restrained smile. “Back when I was
studying abroad, I had to fend for myself. Now that I’m home, I have to look after your good–for–
nothing brothers as well. I guess it’s just what I’m used to.” “You’re pretty awesome, Beckett. The
praise was heartfelt and sincere. Even the folks from Pris Star didn’t expect their staff back a
stack of dishes taller than a man to the kitchen.
Beckett’s grin was all confidence. His little sister had given him apliment!
“Go get some rest. Tomorrow, I’ll take you to the Pock family’s party.
Noe nodded in agreement.
M to lug
The following day. Larson spread the word early, eager to turn things around swiftly stops to ensure
a well–attended event.
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and quash the viral rumors. He pulled out all the
Yvonne, holding a ss of fine wine, her gown concealing burn scars that hadn’t fully healed, had a
face brimming with anticipation. Her own mother had asked her toe to Larson’s party to meet
her!
of the woman who had reached out to her.
Yvonne’s heart was aflutter with excitement as she scoured the room for
It must be thedy engaged in conversation with Larson! Could this mean her mother might be
Larson’s wife?
Yvonne’s heart threatened to leap out of her chest with excitement.
To be part of the Pock family would secure her future! And it would certainly bring her closer
to that remarkable man she had her eye on.