Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 116

Chapter 116: Unexpected

"Within reason," Mom said automatically, trying to maintain control like they weren’t already off the rails.

Sarah was already scrolling like her life depended on it. Emma started squealing at handbags. Madison nodded approvingly like a mentor watching her protégés embrace consumerism.

And Peter?

Peter leaned back and smiled.

Emma’s hand was already twitching toward the tablet like it was a nuclear launch code. "What’s within reason when the card has no limit and your son’s basically Tony Stark with better hair?"

Peter smirked behind his mask. "She’s not wrong."

Sarah raised an eyebrow, scrolling with deadly precision. "Okay, is it weird that I just found a gold-plated blender that costs more than my tuition?"

"It’s only weird if you don’t buy it," Madison said with a wink, tapping through options like a seasoned digital assassin. "If it doesn’t whisper to you in French and blend your soul into smoothies, what’s the point?"

Mom groaned, rubbing her temples like they were summoning migraines on purpose. "You people are unhinged."

"Correction," Charlotte chimed in, sipping from a diamond-encrusted La Cherie water bottle that looked suspiciously like it doubled as a scepter. "We’re rich and unhinged. There’s a difference."

"Luxury has no rules," Emma declared, selecting a dress so sparkly it looked like a galaxy had exploded and settled on satin. "Except maybe don’t spend more than a small nation’s GDP before lunch."

Peter laughed, finally sinking into one of the plush couches with a sigh that felt like it’d been held in since the whole mad day began. "You know, I expected today to be intense. Maybe a little emotional. But I didn’t expect to end it by watching Mom scroll past luxury handbags like she’s choosing a new kitchen sponge."

"Because your mom has taste," Madison said, not looking up from her tablet. "And now, budget. Which is a dangerous combination. You’ve created a monster."

Peter peeked at Mom, who—despite her earlier protests—was now eyeing a sleek, silver purse with the look of someone debating whether God would forgive a little splurge. Her finger hovered, then tapped.

"That’s it," she whispered. "I’ve sold my soul to the shopping demons."

"And it only took half an hour," Sarah said proudly.

Somehow, this moment—his sisters bickering over silk heels, Madison helping his mom price-check sunglasses, and Charlotte lounging like a Bond villain in stilettos—felt more surreal than any of it.

Peter leaned back and whispered under his breath, "I think I broke the simulation."

Madison caught the comment and grinned. "Then don’t fix it. Just buy it new throw pillows and make it pretty."

While his family dove into shopping with the enthusiasm of kids in a candy store, Peter pulled Madison aside.

"I need you to start looking into real estate options," he said quietly. "Somewhere better than Lincoln Heights, but not so fancy that Mom feels uncomfortable."

Madison’s eyes brightened with understanding. "You want to move your family soon."

"They deserve better than a four-bedroom rundown house where me, Sarah and Emma have to share a bathroom, and Mom sleeps on the couch half the time because she’s too tired to make it to her bed after double shifts."

"I know exactly what you need," Madison said, her business family background kicking in. "Something in the mid-range luxury market. Nice enough to show your success, practical enough to feel like home." 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"You’re the heiress to a real estate empire," Peter said with a grin. "If anyone knows properties, it’s you."

"Leave it to me. I’ll have options by tomorrow."

As Madison started making calls, Peter realized he needed to step away for some air.

"I’m going to step outside for a few minutes," he announced.

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