"Yes, Cammy, you heard me right," Greg said firmly. "You and Dylan should move in with me. My house is spacious, with plenty of empty rooms for you both to choose from. I know the penthouse is closer to the office and Dylan's school, but I think he'd be much more comfortable here. There's a garden, a playground, and some of my employees live on-site with their children—Dylan would have playmates here."
He paused briefly, gauging her reaction before continuing. "It's only a thirty-minute drive to his school. I'll assign a driver and a security team to ensure his safety at all times. The same goes for you, whether or not you want to go to the office with me. If you'd rather drive yourself, I'll provide a simpler car, and your security team can follow discreetly to keep things low-key."
