Page 266 of Secret Heir For The Billionaire Twin

I still spend part of every week working between the California offices and the Silicon Valley campus. I rent an apartment only one mile from Sophie’s townhouse and close to Theo’s school. I still fly to New York when the board requires me physically present, and I remain Executive Chairman whether I am in Manhattan or Los Angeles. What changed is that I no longer assume every important meeting belongs on the East Coast. Some of them belong here.

Theo pulls a folded sheet of paper from his backpack as the car moves away from the school.

“I got a ninety-four.”

I take the paper from him.

“Science?”

“Yes.”

“What happened to the other six points?”

Theo frowns.

“That’s exactly what Mom said.”

I look at him. “Then answer the question.”

“I labeled one thing wrong.”

“Did you know it was wrong?”

“After she marked it.”

“That is generally when people discover these things.”

Theo rolls his eyes and takes the paper back.

We stop at a light. He leans forward slightly.

“Can we work on the car tonight?”

The “car” is a small battery-powered model currently occupying half of one of Sophie’s side tables because Theo insists the wheels are not aligned properly.

“If your homework is done.”

“It will be.”

“That is not the same as it being done.”

“I can finish it fast.”

“You can finish it correctly.”

Theo sighs as if I have personally destroyed his evening.

I look out the window so he does not see me smile.

Sophie texts a few minutes later.

Sophie: Did he remember his jacket?

I glance at Theo.

“Where is your jacket?”

His expression tells me everything.