Chapter 191 We Need To Move The Alpha

• Crystal's car glided smoothly down the winding driveway toward the mansion, the soft purr of the engine barely disturbing the serene afternoon. Anna, seated in the passenger seat, chattered away excitedly about her day at school, her voice animated and bright. Crystal couldn’t help but smile, listening to her daughter recount her experiences with the kind of enthusiasm that only someone on the cusp of adolescence could muster.
• “...and then, Miss Taylor asked me to read the poem I wrote, and everyone clapped! I didn’t think it was that good, but she said it was beautiful and that I should write more often,” Anna beamed, her eyes sparkling as she looked at her mother for approval.
• Crystal glanced at her daughter, her smile widening. “I’m so proud of you, Anna. I’ve always known you have a way with words.”