Forging New Alliances (2)

As Selene left the dining room, her movements were graceful and deliberate, as if each step was a calculated gesture of independence. The morning light filtering through the tall windows cast a gentle glow on her, accentuating her elegance. Beatrice, who had been silently observing her departure, now turned her gaze towards Cassandra and Charles.

 

The twins, still dressed in their pajamas, looked both sleepy and uneasy. They had been jolted awake earlier than usual by Beatrice's insistence on joining their father for breakfast.

 

Beatrice's carefully orchestrated plan had unraveled slightly. She had hoped to create a warm, familial atmosphere, expecting that the presence of the twins would solidify their connection with Alexander.

 

However, Selene's unexpected early rise had shifted the dynamics, overshadowing her carefully laid plans. Now, as she glanced at Cassandra and Charles, their heads lowered in polite but nervous silence, she realized that her strategy needed adjustment.

 

Earlier in the week, Beatrice had subtly inquired about Selene's habits. Her feigned interest in Selene's comfort had masked her true intentions. She had approached Alexander under the guise of seeking advice, who, unaware of her ulterior motive, had suggested she speak with the butler.

 

From the butler, Beatrice had learned that Selene was a late riser on weekends, usually skipping breakfast and heading straight to lunch. She was known to join Alexander only on school days, a ritual that was limited to the weekdays.

 

With this knowledge, Beatrice had taken the initiative to wake the twins early, hoping to orchestrate a bonding breakfast with Alexander. Her plan was to foster a sense of family unity, hoping that the twins' presence would help bridge gaps.

 

However, Alexander's clear delight at Selene's unexpected presence made it apparent that her plan had been somewhat disrupted. Selene's arrival had brightened his demeanor considerably, highlighting how much he valued her company.

 

Beatrice decided it was time to address the issue directly. She spoke cautiously, choosing her words with care,

 

"Al, Cassandra and Charles are new to the city and haven't had the chance to make friends yet. I think it would be a good idea for Selene to introduce them to her circle. It would help them adjust more quickly."

 

Alexander placed his fork down with a deliberate motion. His expression hardened slightly, and he fixed Beatrice with a serious gaze.

 

"Beatrice, I understand your intentions, but you need to be aware of the complexities involved. Selene is meeting Amber Wu today, a member of the Wagner family who is highly influential. Amber's invitation to Selene is a significant gesture of goodwill. Bringing the twins along without Amber's prior knowledge could create a negative impression."

 

Beatrice's shoulders stiffened at his rebuke. She quickly adopted a contrite tone, her voice softening. "I apologize, I didn't fully consider the implications."

 

Alexander sighed, a note of frustration in his voice as he leaned back in his chair.

 

"We still have three months before the new school year starts. During this time, Butler Heng will provide you with comprehensive information about the prominent families in the city.

 

It's crucial that the twins understand the social circle in this city — who to befriend and who to avoid. As for Selene, do not interfere with her personal affairs. She is more than capable of managing her relationships. A friendship with Amber could be advantageous for us, given my plans to expand the business."

 

He paused, then added, "In a month, we will be formalizing our marriage, and the twins will be officially recognized as part of the Liu family. From then on, they must uphold the family's reputation. Ensure they are well-prepared and educated for their new roles."

 

Beatrice nodded, her face a mask of resolve. "Understood. I will make sure everything is handled properly."

 

Alexander stood up, signaling the end of the conversation. As he made his way out of the dining room, he said to Butler Heng who is following him, "Transfer $500,000 to Selene's account now. Inform her that it's for treating her friends."

 

The command echoed in the room, causing Beatrice to pause momentarily, her thoughts racing. Cassandra, meanwhile, gripped her spoon tightly, her knuckles whitening. The sight of such an extravagant sum being casually mentioned stirred a wave of jealousy within her.

 

'$500,000,' she thought bitterly. 'That amount is beyond anything I've ever seen in my life. Father gives us only $3,000 a month, and yet Selene receives this enormous sum with such ease.'

 

Beatrice noticed the storm brewing in Cassandra's eyes and approached her with a softened expression. She spoke gently, yet with a firmness that suggested she understood her daughter's frustration.

 

"If you want to have the same privileges as Selene, you need to earn them. Strive to build your own social connections and prove your value. Your father values strong relationships and achievements. Work hard, and you'll see that recognition and rewards will follow."

 

Cassandra's gaze shifted from her mother's face to the empty breakfast plates before her, her mind racing with a mix of determination and frustration. Beatrice's words were meant to inspire, but they also underscored the challenges ahead.

 

As the family dispersed, each absorbed in their own thoughts, the morning's events set the stage for the complex dynamics of their future interactions.

 

Selene, blissfully unaware of the undercurrents, continued her day, leaving behind a mix of emotions and unspoken tensions that would unfold in the weeks to come.

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As Selene's car approached the grand entrance of Spring Bliss Ranch, the first thing she noticed was the impressive line of luxury cars parked in neat rows. Each vehicle gleamed under the early morning sunlight, showcasing the wealth and status of the ranch's guests.

The estate itself was breathtaking, with sprawling green lawns, meticulously manicured gardens, and a majestic driveway that curved gracefully toward the main building. The scent of fresh flowers and the crisp morning air added a serene yet invigorating atmosphere.

The driver smoothly brought the car to a stop at the entrance, where a few attendants were already waiting to assist. As the door to the back seat opened, Selene stepped out, her movements poised and deliberate.

She was dressed elegantly yet comfortably, her attire chosen to strike the perfect balance between sophistication and ease—something suitable for a day of leisurely activities yet reflective of her status.