From the balcony above, Ethan Carter watched closely. He had seen many women fail in that very room. But Naomi moved with quiet confidence, unshaken.
And although the triplets weren’t finished testing her, neither was Naomi.
The next morning, she rose before dawn. She swept the marble staircase, straightened the curtains, and prepared breakfast. As soon as she set the tray down, the triplets rushed in.
“We want ice cream for breakfast!” Daniel shouted.
Diana kicked the table leg and folded her arms.
David spilled his milk on purpose.
