Casey watched as her mother set up her new study room. With books and complete set that they needed.

"Mimi, am I going to stay with you the whole day to study and play?"

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"Yes, love."

"Really?" She asked excitedly.

"Of course, my love. I promised you."

She continued arranging the books and even put secret cameras around the study room that they arranged for Casey. It's the study room for the kids and she set half of it just for her. Steven entered the room and Casey squealed and run to him.

"Didi!"

"Hi, Princess." Steven pulled her up and kissed her forehead.

"Babe, you need to take a shower first. Just how many people did you see today?"

"Just my secretary and Stanley—and Andrew."

"Okay. Did you wash your hands?"

"I did, babe. There's no worry."

Freya took the small vacuum and clean up a few things.

"How are you getting better in art, babe?" Steven smirked at her.

"Stop that, Steven." She hissed at him. "I haven't prepared dinner, so I just order something that the kids would love."

"Would I love it?" Steven asked and he sat down on the sofa with Casey.

"Yes, probably. 'Cause, you don't have a choice at all." Freya stood straight as she looked around Casey's study room.

"It's more beautiful than in my old classroom." She said.

"Of course, your mommy would do everything for you, love." He kissed her forehead.

They went downstairs and Chelsea just got home and complained about waiting in the café for an hour because of the damn project that they should be working on.

"Next time, just tell them to make a project here in our house," Freya said. "So, I could meet your classmates properly."

"Y-yeah, it's not like they are going to come here?"

"I could send a car for them."

"Alright," She shrugged.

"Go wash your hands," Freya told. The maids took her bag. They went to the kitchen and Chelsea and Casey get busy washing their hands with their dad while she's busy organizing the table.

They all sat down, and Freya called the twins just to make sure that they had their dinner.

****

Ellen just finished cooking for dinner and Andel told her many times to just sit down. She gets bored easily and she wanted to prepare dinner for her family. Andel already set up the table and their little darling is waiting for the food.

"Let me do that." Andel escorted her to her seat with a pillow over it. Then he served the food.

"Yum!" Carter said excitedly. He's just four years old and yet his appetite is like a real man.

"We need to work on that tomorrow, buddy." Andel served soup to carter and chicken.

Ellen started eating.

"Is it right that we send Aria to boarding school? What if she's not eating well?"

"Don't worry. I got the boys there and they make sure that each of them is their food." Andel said. "Agatha send smoothies for each of them, just to make sure that they have nutrition that they needed."

"I am just not used without Aria around."

"Me too, baby. But you need to suck it up because they need that learning."

"Hmm." Ellen helped Carter on his food.

****

Demi put her silk PJs on, and she went to her bed. Just as soon as she closed her eyes, she felt like she's in front of their house. She entered the house and it's already ten in the evening and she listened to her mother's voice upstairs to the room of Dean.

They have at least 3 butlers and 3 maids and five security around. She walked upstairs and stared at the open guest room. She frowned seeing a red and blue light from what seemed to be flying. A drone? It entered in the open balcony and crashes on the bed. It exploded into a fire. She smelled gas on it and then she heard a few crashing downstairs. She ran downstairs and drones had crashed to the house.

"Mom!" She screamed. She ran to the boy's room and Agatha took Dean and told the boys to go downstairs. "Dad!" She called out but the smoke gets bigger.

She gasped as sweat breaks. Then she gets up and looked at the time. It's 9:40 PM. She immediately called her dad and after a few rings, he answered.

"Hey, I am on my way home."

"Dad! Get there quickly!" She said in a rush and then she hung up and called her mother but she's not answering. She called one of her brothers and he answered quickly.

"Dem,"

"Get out of the house now! Take mom with you and our little brothers! Use the back door!"

"What's wrong?"

"Just do as what I say!"

She said in a rush. She grabbed her jacket and put her slippers on as she rushed outside.

"Demi!" Zendaya called. Without a slipper on, Demi ran outside the dorm ignoring the security and pushing him hard just to get on the way.

She kept running toward the parking lot where her father had an emergency car with her fingerprint. So, she could use it without any key.

"Demi!" Christian grabbed her away from the car. "What are you doing?"

"I need to go home! They are in danger."

"Dem!" Zendaya called and panted. Demi looked at the time. "Chris, we need to go."

"Oh—but…" Christian hesitated and he nodded. He used the access that Dmitri gave to him for an emergency. Then he drove the car after Demi opened it for him. He drove away with Demi and Zendaya at the backseat.

He showed his access to him and told him, and he checked the backseat.

"Why are you bringing out students at this time?" He asked.

"It's an emergency, Sir." Christian showed him the badge of the Phoenix and he nodded and let them go.

They arrived at the house and it's on a big fire. The guards surrounded it as they kill it with a big hose.

"The sprinkler is not working!" The other guards said. "Someone must've disabled it!"

"Dad!" Demi came out quickly and she went around as Christian and Zendaya followed her. "Mom!"

She stopped seeing her parents and siblings together with their butlers and maids away from the house. She ran to them and Agatha hugged her and give her kisses.

Zendaya sighed and she looked around. How could the whole house in such a wide fire in a short moment? It could immediately turn into ashes and at the same time, it rains. Dmitri already sent men to help around the Empire Academy.

Cars have been sent to them and they were escorted back to the academy. Dmitri's office is wide and has sleeping quarters the same with the other offices. Zendaya carried the two years old Dean hugging him while Dmitri is asking his men to send clothes for them.

Christian went to the bathroom to get a cloth and basin to wipe Demi's feet while Dmitri is doing the same for his wife.

Andre went to the fridge to get something to drink and glass bottles and then foods. He gave each one of them a glass and Andre watched as Christian put clean few wounds from Demi's feet, from running.

"That looks bad." Zendy looked. "Did you just step on sharp stones?"

"I don't know." Demi shrugged and his father put a towel around her.

"Food may comfort you all," Dmitri said.

While his father is preparing food on the small kitchen, Demi leaned on Zendaya.

"So, what did you see?" Andre asked and told Christian to move away from his sister.

Christian sat down on the sofa while everyone is getting comfortable.

"Well, I enter the house and it said to be 10:00 pm and then I went upstairs and just on the guest room close to your rooms, there's a drone entered inside the open balcony and it landed on the bed and it seemed that the gas just spread on the bed and it burns. Lots of drones attack the house and that's why the fire grows bigger." Demi exhaled. "That was close." She mumbled.

The food was served, and the maids and butlers give them each a plate. Demi couldn't even eat and Zendaya too.

"Girls, why won't you go to your dorm to change clothes?" Agatha asked.

"I'll finish the food first," Demi said and stared at it.

"Finish, staring?" Dmitri asked.

"Urgh!" Demi looked at her mother, pouting. "I don't want to leave."

"We are safe now." Agatha caressed her hair.

"Sure?"

"Hey, eat that first!" Dmitri messed her hair.

"This is a question for Christian," They all looked at Christian as Dominic speaks. "How are you with my sister?"

"I was on my run and Dmitri called me."

"Oh, so you go there and meet my sister and then you all three went to the burning house?" Dominic asked.

"Yes," Christian said and eat the pasta.