Maya's POV
The evening air inside the Sterling mansion carried an unusual intimacy. Soft golden light bathed the formal dining room, a space that typically hosted business associates rather than family gatherings. The mahogany table gleamed under crystal chandeliers, adorned with the estate's most precious china and arrangements of white orchids that perfumed the air.
Watching my family navigate this opulent setting provided unexpected entertainment.
Silas attempted subtle photography with his phone while my mother traced the edges of sterling silver serving pieces as though they might shatter at her touch. Penelope, however, had settled into the luxury with remarkable grace, particularly after learning her seat assignment placed her beside Dominic throughout the meal.
"Is your grandfather planning to join us tonight?" I questioned Sebastian, observing him coordinate final arrangements with the household staff.
