NTR: Mommy Will Help You! Chapter 272 272: He broke up with me...

Outside a modest suburban residence, a dark Rolls-Royce Phantom glided to a halt and parked.

The early evening air grew heavy as the sun dipped below the horizon, and dark clouds began to gather in the distance.

The chauffeur stepped out to open the rear passenger door for his employer. Mia Ashford emerged from the vehicle, her curvaceous figure draped in an elegant blue one-piece dress.

Her husband followed closely behind her. Dressed in a sharp black suit, his short dark hair perfectly highlighted his handsome facial features.

Gazing at their current residence, Adam remarked, "Well, comparing this house to the estate we just left, it is pretty clear I’m not built for the billionaire lifestyle—or even being a millionaire. I definitely prefer our home over any other place."

"That is true," Mia agreed with a nod. "However, if we intend to support Oliver's future, we can't just stay here, regardless of how cozy it feels. As Oliver starts interacting with the upper class, we can’t have them mocking him because his parents live in such a mediocre environment."

"Hmm. I suppose that makes sense."

Mia let out a small laugh, seeing how quickly Adam was willing to abandon their comfort for Oliver’s sake.

To be honest, she adored this quality in him. He always prioritized the family above everything else.

With a tender smile, she turned toward the building and started walking toward the front entrance.

Adam soon caught up, wrapping an arm around her waist as they walked side-by-side.

Reaching the door, Mia pushed it open and stepped inside the house.

In the living room, they found Amara, Oliver’s sister, resting on the sofa.

She wore a tight-fitting shirt that emphasized her shapely figure, showing off her ample chest and narrow waist.

A short skirt drew attention to her rounded hips and well-formed legs below.

The girl appeared deep in thought, staring into the distance as if she hadn't even noticed them arrive.

Observing this, Mia felt a flicker of concern and frowned.

"Amara!"

Startled by the loud call of her name, Amara blinked and snapped out of her daydream.

She looked up to see her mother and father entering the room.

"Huh? Oh, welcome home, Mom, Dad," she said, greeting them with a forced smile.

Mia, however, wasn't convinced. She could tell her daughter was troubled by something.

"Did something happen today?" Mia inquired, taking a seat beside her on the couch and gently cupping Amara’s soft cheek with her hand.

The affectionate gesture brought a faint, genuine smile to Amara’s face as she replied, "Well..."

She hesitated for a moment, weighing her words, before deciding to be completely honest about her situation.

"Today, after I finished my final exam, I stopped by my boyfriend's place like I usually do. That’s when he broke up with me..."

Amara went silent for a second, swallowing the lump in her throat. She continued in a low, shaky whisper that was barely audible to Mia and Adam.

"I’m just really confused right now. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do. It’s not like I was deeply in love with him or anything... but for some reason, I still feel sad..."

"I understand. So that's what it is..." Mia nodded with a sympathetic expression. "Amara, the best advice I can give you is not to dwell on it. Life is about finding as much joy as possible. If someone isn't bringing you happiness, you have to let them go."

"Yes, Mom," Amara murmured in agreement.

Adam chimed in, "I agree with your mother, Amara. Life is far too short to waste time worrying about things you can't control or seeking happiness from people who don't provide it."

Their supportive words helped brighten her mood, and Amara smiled again as she looked at her parents.

It was only then that she realized her mother and father looked like entirely different people than when they had left.

Their outfits were far more sophisticated, expensive, and stylish than anything she had seen them wear before.

"By the way, Mom, Dad, you both look different today. Did you go somewhere special before coming home?" Amara asked, scanning their high-end clothes.

Mia smiled at her daughter’s curiosity and replied, "We did. And we’re actually planning to take you there as well."

"You mean we're going on another vacation?" Amara asked. "That sounds great. Since my exams are over, I could really use a break to relax and clear my head."

Adam shook his head. "No, it's not a vacation. What Mia means is that we are moving. We are going to live in a mansion owned by your grandfather from now on."

Amara’s jaw dropped in shock. "What?! Grandfather’s mansion?! Wait, I thought I didn't have a grandfather anymore?"

Mia didn't hold back the details this time. She laid everything out, from the inheritance her father was passing down to Oliver to the reasons behind their sudden relocation.

She also opened up to Amara about why she had originally left her family and why she had never contacted them again until now.

Hearing the struggles Mia had faced as a teenager, Amara couldn't help but feel a wave of sadness and pity for her mother.

However, Amara quickly shook off those heavy emotions, realizing that Mia wasn't looking for sympathy.

Furthermore, Amara had a more pressing matter to address regarding this new development.

Looking Mia straight in the eye, Amara stated, "Mom, Dad, since this change is going to affect my life just as much, I have one condition if you want me to agree to this plan."

"Of course, sweetheart. Tell us what's on your mind," Mia encouraged her to speak.