Chapter 12

The sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon as Scot pulled up to the sprawling estate he now called home. The grandeur of the property, with its manicured lawns and ornate architecture, was a stark contrast to the small, cluttered apartment he had occupied during the turmoil of his marriage. This was not just a change of address; it was a complete transformation of his life.

Scot stepped out of his car, feeling a mix of anticipation and trepidation. The weight of recent months had been heavy, but today marked the start of a new chapter. The estate was a gift from his father—a gesture of support and an acknowledgment of Scot’s potential. It was a symbol of the fresh start he so desperately needed.

Inside the mansion, the air was filled with the aroma of fresh coffee and pastries. As Scot walked through the grand foyer, he was greeted by Mrs. Palmer, the housekeeper, who had been with the family for years.

“Good morning, Mr. Scot,” Mrs. Palmer said with a warm smile, handing