-Hazel-
After lunch, we lounged back in the sunroom—one of my favorite places in the fortress. It was bright, airy, the windows wide open, sunlight washing over the whole space. I curled up on the edge of the couch while Ma flipped through a magazine and Mabel, of course, was scrolling through her phone like her life depended on it.
"Ugh!" she suddenly groaned.
"What now?" I asked, already bracing for drama.
"Another one of those gossip pages again—look at this headline." She turned the phone to show me. "'Billionaire Ace Milan arrested for suspected fraudulent practices. What's going on behind the glass walls of Milan Corp?'" Her voice turned dramatic as she read.
I didn't even know what to say.
Ma squinted. "They actually posted his name?"