THIRD PERSON POV
The luxurious house was quiet, its opulent decor and polished marble floors reflecting the refined taste of its occupants. In the living room, Aec stepmother is seen, sat elegantly on a plush sofa, sipping tea with Zion.
Zion set his cup down and stood up. "I should get going," he said, his voice low and smooth.
Mrs. Camila nodded, a hint of a smile on her lips. "It was lovely seeing you, Zion. "
Zion's expression softened slightly "I'll pass along the message," he said, before turning to leave.
" Tell him it's Camila Langley" she adds hyping herself
As he departed, a young man with a charming smile and chiseled features walked in. "Hey, Mom," he said, dropping a kiss on her cheek.
"Tory, dear," she said, her voice warm. "I didn't expect you so soon."
Tory grinned. "I was in the neighborhood, so I thought I'd drop by."
Just then, Diana, walked in with Beatrice, "Hello, Mrs. Langley ," Diana said, her voice friendly. "We didn't know you had company."
