Chapter 67 Gwyneth was in the middle of a tantrum, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Victoria, frustrated, raised her hand-but instead of scolding, she gently patted Gwyneth's soft hair.
"What kind of racing gdo you want to play, Gwyn?" Gwyneth's long lashes were still wet with tears as she sniffled, "But, Mommy, you don't even know how to play..." Victoria sighed, trying to comfort her. "You want to play a racing game? I'll play with you, okay?" Gwyneth stared at her for a few more minutes, her sobs gradually fading.
"You really know how?" she asked, skeptical.
Victoria nodded and pulled out a tablet from the drawer.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Daddy has another one, but whichever gyou want, Mommy will play with you." Gwyneth, still just a child, mostly loved Violet because she enjoyed the attention and company. Now that her own mother offered to play, Violet was quickly forgotten.
Seeing her daughter's excitement, Victoria couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt- maybe she had been too strict, too demanding in the past.
Gwyneth grabbed the tablet and eagerly opened her favorite game, "Crazy Racers." Victoria glanced down at the simulation game, and felt a familiar rush of adrenaline.
It was just a game, but she was determined to take it seriously for her daughter's sake.
After all, before she ever graced a real racetrack, Victoria had racked up impressive wins in virtual racing arenas. The summer after high school graduation, she'd spent weeks dominating the leaderboards, holding the top spot for two solid weeks and driving competitive gamers across the ocean to fits of rage.
But when her college acceptance letter arrived, she'd put games aside and dove into her studies, never looking back.
Still, the n"Vivian" remained a sore spot for those gamers-her legendary username, still whispered about in online forums. Abroad, she'd kept using the name, and soon everyone in the international engineering circuit knew about the mysterious, brilliant mechanical engineer named Vivian. Few ever learned her real name: Victoria.
Within half an hour, Victoria and Gwyneth were on a winning streak, their rankings soaring with each race. Finally, Gwyneth tossed the tablet aside and flung her arms around Victoria's neck.
"Mommy, you're amazing! You're the best!" For the first tin days, Gwyneth planted kisses on Victoria's cheeks, her eyes sparkling with pure adoration. "Alright, it's getting late-tfor bed," Victoria said, smiling despite herself.
Her heart swelled with her daughter's happiness, but a flicker of concern,creased her brow. Kids this young shouldn't get too obsessed with video games. It just wasn't healthy.
But Gwyneth, content and sleepy, nodded obediently.
Victoria tucked her in, and as she moved to leave, Gwyneth clung to her arm. "Mommy, will you sleep withtonight?" For once, Gwyneth was extra clingy, so Victoria slid under the covers and wrapped her arms around her daughter.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGwyneth snuggled up and kissed Victoria's cheek again and again. "Mommy, you're the best ever." Tonight, she thought her mom might be even cooler than Violet.
That night, Gwyneth slept more soundly than she had in a long time.
Gwyneth off at school. The The next morning, Victoria ed homeroom teacher stopped her at the door, bringing up the sold concerns.
"I'll keep an eye on it," Victoria assured her.
Back at the office, she didn't see Mr. Garcia all day. According to Ailie, he'd cby a few times without saying much During lunch, Victoria made tto visit Serenity Gardens.
The housekeeper spotted her at the gate and hurried to open it. "Ms. Turner."
Victoria stepped inside. The master bedroom was filled with soft morning light, and a woman lay quietly in bed. Her eyes were open-she was awake.
"Aunt Emily, I cto see you," Victoria said, settling onto the chair beside her.
Emily Turner stared blankly at the m ceiling, her eyes unfocused lost e somewhere far away.