As everyone settled into their new homes, the family of three sat down at the small dining table.
"Primo, how do you like this place?"
Primo formed a small smile and signed, [Not bad.]
Their setup was almost the same as before. The only difference was that everything felt smaller — even this table — compared to what they had back home. But somehow, that made them feel closer.
"Right?" Ashley laughed. "Let’s eat. We still have a week to familiarize ourselves with everything here."
As she spoke, she filled Primo’s plate with the dishes the chefs had prepared earlier. Primo simply watched her, then glanced at his father, who was also watching her.
"Dig in!" she chirped, turning to Lucian and about to serve him as well. But before she could, he reached out and filled her plate first.
"Wait —" she stopped as Lucian continued, and then placed it in front of her.
"Eat," he said, as he served himself.
Ashley pursed her lips to stop herself from smiling, but failed. She only turned to Primo, winking at him as they started eating with her, focusing on him, and Lucian focusing on her.
Not much was said as they enjoyed dinner, but the atmosphere felt warmer.
Perhaps this, too, was a first for them.
A simple dinner with just the three of them. No maids or butlers standing by, no one serving them. And even though they had to serve themselves, it didn’t feel inconvenient at all.
*****
Days later...
Primo had a week left before school started.
Initially, he was supposed to move into the boarding school early to adjust. But with Ashley’s meddling, he found himself adjusting in their little home instead. And surprisingly, he didn’t mind at all. Neither did Ashley.
Ashley was already used to it, having lived in a smaller apartment before she was married off.
Just like them, everyone in the neighborhood had settled in, adjusting to the new location, the new setup, and their new identities.
Before they knew it, Primo’s first day of school arrived.
Standing outside the house with an apron still hanging around her neck, Ashley glanced between Primo and Lucian. The two stood beside a car that had been modified to look old.
"You guys are so cute," she chuckled, pulling her phone from her apron pocket and snapping a photo. "Smile~!"
Neither of them did, but that didn’t stop her from taking several shots. When she finished, she looked up at them, amused.
"Look at you two," she mused, feeling like a loving wife seeing off her husband and son. "Primo, don’t forget the snacks I packed for you, okay? You can share them with your classmates if you want."
Primo tried to smile and nearly failed, thinking,
But I don’t want to share the snacks you made with anyone else.
Ashley gently smoothed his hair, careful not to mess it up. Just as she stepped back, she noticed the activity on the street.
People were already moving about as if heading to work. Nolan, dressed casually, swept the street like an old man minding his routine. Some children were also on their way to school.
From the outside, it truly looked like a normal neighborhood. No one would even think this was a ghost town not long ago. After all, those with families in Dominion had been given space here, along with new identities. Some posed as families, while others—like Red and his crew—were assigned as roommates.
Ashley smiled in satisfaction before turning back to Primo.


The big boss never gets in trouble; she does!
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