Victoria’s POV
By the time we returned to the mansion, my feet were aching, but my heart felt wonderfully full. The charity gala had been a success. The foundation had raised more money than I ever imagined possible. Every speech, every donation, every conversation reminded me why I kept doing this year after year.
For once, everything had gone right.
The staff greeted us quietly as we walked inside. “Good night, Mrs. Voss.” “Good night.” I smiled warmly before handing my clutch to one of the housekeepers. “Thank you.”
Ofelia excused herself first. “I’m exhausted, Mom.” “I know, sweetheart.” I hugged her gently. “You looked absolutely beautiful tonight.” She smiled shyly. “So did you.” I kissed her forehead. “Go get some rest.”
She wished Damien goodnight with a polite nod before disa
