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.

photographic memory, but i haven't tested it myself.”

visits Wiltspoon, invite

him from constantly bragging about being

narcissism; he proudly

skin, I'll give him that,” Mrs. Lewis’s daughter

a ‘child prodigy,’ but there are plenty of kids out there

see that there’s always someone more talented.” Liberty knew

pulling strings to get their kids

time in such a competitive school was

the room again, a

a red paper with several auspicious dates carefully

Liberty, saying, “Liberty, Duncan, | asked someone to find

a look and decide which date you’d like

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