"Lucas," Chelsea snapped at her son. "Those snacks were bought for Sonny by your uncle. Put the plate down and share with your little brother. You're the older one-you should know how to take care of him."

Chelsea had always tried to teach Lucas to get along with Sonny, but her words never seemed to sink in.

But things were different now.

Sonny wasn't just any kid anymore. He was the stepson of Duncan Lewis, a man of wealth and influence. His mother, Liberty, was financially secure, and his aunt Serenity was even wealthier. Sonny had earned the title of Young Master Sonny.

He was practically a little lord.

brotherly connection, he might secure a small piece of Sonny's future fortune a fortune that could easily provide Lucas a comfortable life. With this thought in mind, Chelsea strode over, grabbed the plate from Lucas's hands, and placed it back on the coffee table. She

head politely. "Mom said I shouldn't

home, he had all kinds of delicious treats. Fighting over snacks with Lucas didn't interest him in the

slapped his hand away, her irritation evident. She glared at him, her voice low and sharp. Lucas had promised to behave before they left the house. He knew how important

this boy

had insisted that Lucas and Sonny needed to build a close brotherly relationship. Hank, however, accused her

sharp downturn lately. His high-paying job was long gone, his marriage had crumbled, and he was barely scraping by.

herself to blame. Years of Hank indulging her had fueled her sense of entitlement. Now, with the Brown family's fortunes in decline, she clung to any chance to secure an advantage-even if it meant using

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