Nathan looked at his sons. “Are they good pancakes?” he asked gently.
The tension dissolved. For the first time in years, he sat on the kitchen floor in a custom-tailored suit and tasted a lumpy, half-raw pancake that somehow felt like the best thing he had eaten in months.
But the warmth didn’t last.
The front door slammed. Heels clicked sharply across marble.
Victoria stormed into the kitchen, wrapped in perfume and fury. Her eyes scanned the mess with open disgust.
“What is this disaster?” she snapped.
Nathan tried to explain they were simply playing. Victoria twisted the moment into chaos and irresponsibility. She humiliated Grace in front of the children, calling her “untrained” and “uncivilized.” Though Nathan defended Grace—an act that lit anger in Victoria’s eyes—the damage had begun.
That night, Victoria suggested installing hidden cameras “for the boys’ safety.” Nathan agreed, unaware they would soon expose the truth.
Two days later, tension filled the house. On Thursday afternoon, Nathan left his father’s gold Patek Philippe watch on his office desk during a video call. Hours later, it was gone.