Chapter 97 Role

• The sound of Ethan’s laughter filled the kitchen as Victoria flipped a pancake onto his plate. He was perched on a stool, his chin propped on his small hands, watching her every move with wide eyes.
• “Mom, are you sure you didn’t train to be a chef?” Ethan teased, his grin revealing a missing front tooth.
• Victoria smirked, sliding the pan back onto the stove. “If you call burning toast during college training, then yes, I’m an expert.”