Liberty encouraged Sonny’s interest in writing and drawing.

At four years old, he couldn't sit still for long—he’d write or draw a bit, then run off to play.

Given his young age, his short writing sessions weren't a concern for Liberty; she knew they wouldn't affect his fingers.

During his recent stay at FC Manor, Sonny had been practicing alongside Titus, copying medicine books.

With Titus as a buddy, Sonny’s handwriting had noticeably improved in just a few days.

Mrs. Lewis smiled thoughtfully.

“I’ve heard Titus is exceptionally bright, with a memory like a camera.” Though she hadn't met Titus, Mrs. Lewis knew he was Jane’s adopted son, rumored to be incredibly intelligent.

In Wiltspoon’s elite circles, most people weren’t familiar with Titus since the Johnson family kept him protected.

Only those close to Zachary’s family knew of him.

Liberty nodded.

“Titus is brilliant.

he has a photographic memory, but i haven't tested it myself.” Mrs.

time Titus visits Wiltspoon,

him from constantly bragging about being the smartest kid in town.” Everyone laughed, knowing

narcissism; he proudly considered himself the brightest child in

him that,”

there are plenty of kids

there’s always someone more talented.” Liberty knew

parents went to great lengths, pulling strings to get their

time in such a competitive school was no small feat—Rocco was

again, a warmth shared

red paper with several auspicious dates carefully noted

asked someone to find a few lucky dates based

and decide which date you’d like

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