She was a viin, and not just any viin—this one wanted to kill her mom and dad.


    "No, sweetheart, Daddy''s just sleeping," Victoria said gently, telling Gwh only half the truth. After all, for a child as young as Gwh, the word a" would mean nothing.


    Violet''s betrayal had shaken Gwh to her core. It''s hard enough for an adult to ept being hurt by someone who pretended to love them-how could a child possibly cope?


    Victoria had been at Gwh''s side these past few days, all while caring for the twins. She was stretched thin, and if not for Haley and the housekeepers, she would have been truly overwhelmed especially since her father had just handed her thepany to run as well.


    Gwh looked up at Victoria with wide, searching eyes.


    "Really?"


    Her little shoulders quivered as if she needed reassurance. A faint, unspoken guilt had taken root in her heart; Gwh sensed that if it hadn''t been for her, Daddy wouldn''t have gotten hurt. She didn''t understand much, but that feeling of responsibility was already there, invisible yet heavy, even if Victoria hadn''t noticed. Gwh had always been a sensitive child, and Violet''s actions had wounded her deeply. She med herself fiercely-if she hadn''t followed Violet, maybe Daddy wouldn''t be "sleeping." Mommy said he''d be asleep for a very long time. What did that mean?


    "It''s true, honey, I promise. Daddy''s going to be okay. In a few days, I''ll take you to visit him, okay?” Victoria soothed, her voice soft and reassuring. She couldn''t possibly tell such a young child the whole truth, nor expect her to bear it. Instead, Victoria decided she''d send Gwh to stay with Lyndon in a few days.


    Those seemingly carefree men could take care of Gwh. They''d already been teaching her to race, and to everyone''s surprise, Gwh showed even more talent for it than Victoria ever had.


    Racing was Gwh''s passion. Even though Victoria wasn''t thrilled about her daughter dedicating herself to a sport so dangerous and male-dominated, she had no better option now. Gwh was trapped in a cycle of fear after the kidnapping; if things went on this way, Victoria worried about the toll on her mental health. The best she could do now was to help Gwh focus on something else —maybe being with Lyndon and the others would help.


    "Okay," Gwh nodded, her voice small.


    Victoria stroked her hair, eyes brimming with tenderness.


    "Gwyn, would you like to go back to Evermore City?" she asked softly.


    Gwh looked up, confused, tears still clinging to her big, dark eyes.


    "I mean, would you like to keep practicing racing with Mr. Lyndon and the


    in


    There''s no one here


    tarfall City who can help you with that," Victoria exined.


    A spark flickered in Gwh''s gaze, chasing away some of the sadness.


    "Yes!" she said, a little spark of


    excitement breaking through for the first time in days. Racing was the only thing that seemed to lift the weight from her shoulders, letting her forget, if only for a moment.


    Victoria gently gathered Gwh''s hair, brushing it back from her smooth forehead and carefully braiding it.


    "Will youe too, Mommy?" Gwh asked.


    Victoria shook her head. "Aunt Yasmine will go with you, alright?"


    It broke her heart to let Gwh go, even for a month or two, but the


    twins still needed her, McNeil wast


    In


    still in the hospital, and she was juggling both The Langford Group and Golden Era Enterprises. There


    was simply no way she could travel to Evermore City for Gwh''s therapy.


    But her brother was there, and with Yasmine apanying Gwh, Victoria felt reassured.


    She''d expected Gwh to protest, but to her surprise, the little girl agreed without hesitation.


    "Okay."