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.

has a photographic memory, but i haven't

Titus visits Wiltspoon,

bragging about being the smartest kid in town.” Everyone laughed,

narcissism; he proudly considered himself the brightest child in

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

there are plenty of kids out

he ranks first in his school every time, but someday he’ll see that there’s always someone more talented.” Liberty knew Rocco attended the top

lengths, pulling strings to

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

room again, a

Mrs. Lewis took out a red paper with several auspicious

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

a look and decide which date you’d

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