The Harper household was unusually busy for a Saturday morning. Margaret sat in the living room with Victoria and Tara, papers spread out across the coffee table as they discussed plans for an upcoming family event. Voices echoed through the quiet house, full of the usual criticism that came with Harper “planning sessions.”Liam stepped out of the kitchen, carrying a tray of clean cups he had just washed. He wasn’t trying to listen to anything. He was simply passing through the hall when he heard Margaret say:“We should finalize the schedule before the end of the week.”He paused at the doorway, intending only to cross to the dining room but the moment he stepped into their line of sight, every conversation stopped.Margaret’s eyes narrowed instantly.“What is it this time?” she snapped. “Do you need something? Or do you simply enjoy walking into private discussions uninvited?”Liam froze mid-step, confused but still managed to remain polite. “I wasn’t trying to interrupt. I just—”V