Chapter 277

Serena Dawson slid back into her seat, her face unreadable. She glanced at her two little ones, their cheeks smeared with sauce, and gently wiped them clean with that soft, indulgent look only a mom could pull off. "You okay?" Dylan Wood leaned in slightly, voice low, a faint crease forming between his brows. Serena curved her lips into a light smile, eyes arching gently. "Yeah, I’m good." After dinner, Serena led her sleepy kids into the backseat, holding one in each hand. Dylan stayed up front, riding shotgun. The kids knocked out almost instantly—it had been a long flight, and dinner ran late. They were definitely done for the day. “I’ll finalize the bodyguards, driver, and house staff tomorrow,” Dylan said softly, trying not to wake the little tornadoes in the back. “But you'll probably need to pick Brandon and Brody’s preschool yourself.” “Mm-hmm.” Serena nodded absentmindedly, her eyes drifting out to the quiet night. Remembering the panic that had flashed across Chloe Garland’s