Chapter 41: A Mother's Gift

The setting sun cast long, golden rays through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the villa, bathing the living room in a warm, serene glow. Ava An sat curled on the plush sofa, a sketchbook resting on her lap, but her pencil had long stilled. Her mind was a whirlwind of the day's events, a mixture of quiet satisfaction from her work and the ever-present undercurrent of her quest for revenge. It was in this moment of tranquility that her phone buzzed, the screen lighting up with an unfamiliar number...