Zero to the Greatest and Richest

Chapter 47

I revved the engine of my super bike, slicing through the city's cacophony as I made my way to the rehabilitation center. Celeste and Maria had already journeyed there by car, leaving me to navigate the bustling streets alone. Sophia and I had parted ways at the penthouse; her soul immersed in the intricate melodies of her new music. I had left her with the best songs to practice - John Legend's "All of Me" and Ed Sheeran's "Perfect," hoping they'd resonate with her artistic spirit.

Upon arriving at the rehabilitation center, a heavy air of sorrow greeted me. People's heads shook gently, their expressions etched with grief. The atmosphere was thick with an unspoken sadness, almost tactile in its intensity. I maneuvered through the somber crowd, making my way to Victoria's room. The corridor felt longer than usual, each step echoing with the collective heartache of those present.

Inside Victoria's room, the scene was heart-wrenching. Celeste was weeping inconsolably at her mother's bed