After Francesca left, Javier pinched the bridge of his nose and looked at Liana and the others.
"Why were you all eavesdropping? She's my mother. Not some random girl."
Liana and Gloria exchanged a glance and smiled innocently.
"It's nothing, Young Master…" Liana began softly. "We just… wondered how Lady Francesca managed to make your father fall so deeply for her, and remain his favorite among all his wives. Perhaps we could learn a thing or two…"
Gloria glanced away, her voice dropping to a playful, almost shy murmur. "Since… she's so good at making you melt… we thought learning from her might… help us melt you, too…?"
Javier exhaled, shaking his head with a faint, fond smile.
"Suit yourselves."
Javier glanced toward all of them and smiled warmly.
"I don't think I want any of you to be like her. Each of you has something special… something that makes me feel… seen. Honestly, i feel happy just to have you all by my side."
