After breakfast, Elora glanced at Tatum and said, “Hey, Tatum, mind giving me a ride to the office?"

Tatum froze for a second. He hadn't expected Elora to ask him to drive her to work.

"No problem at all." he replied, snapping out of it. "I'll drop you off and swing back to prep lunch ingredients."

He was thrilled, honestly. Elora had a dedicated driver, so getting to chauffeur her was a rare treat.

Elora gave a quick nod.

Then she turned to her two younger brothers. "Alright, you two, finish up and get to school. Don't be late."

The boys exchanged a look, then glanced between her and Tatum. Something felt off about their big sister and Tatum, but they couldn't put their finger on it. Whatever-it was grown-up stuff. They shrugged it off and didn't bother guessing.

Ten minutes later, Tatum was behind the wheel, pulling out with Elora beside him. Two bodyguard cars trailed close behind.

down the road, a flicker of unease crossing his face. Was Tatum about to take his

thought bitterly. Since when does he get to play

"You okay?"

noticing the

headed to work. Why're

the parking lot—no sign of Elora's usual

he muttered to the butler, "I might

to quit? You're doing great —why would you walk away?

to be a cook, right? But now he's driving the young lady to work every day. If he's doing my job, what's left for me? I'm basically unemployed already. She even asked him to pick

you. If she were, she'd give me a heads-up to start hunting for a new driver before cutting you loose. She hasn't said a word about it, so relax. You've

trusts you. She's not firing you without a damn

her asking Tatum to drive? That's just

The driver's eyes widened.

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