Chapter 182: The Weight of Expectations

William closed the door quietly behind him, his thoughts still lingering on the emotional dinner he had just shared with Kimberly. The mansion was quiet, the soft glow of the chandeliers casting a serene light over the grand sitting room. He made his way through the elegant space, his footsteps muffled by the plush carpet, until he saw Cynthia seated on one of the opulent sofas, a glass of wine in her hand. “William,” Cynthia called out as he entered, her voice carrying a mix of warmth and authority. “I’ve been waiting for you. We need to talk.” William approached cautiously, taking a seat opposite her. Cynthia’s presence always had a way of commanding attention, and tonight was no different. He could sense the gravity of the conversation that was about to unfold. “Yes, Mother?” he replied, trying to keep his tone steady. Cynthia regarded him for a moment, her sharp eyes assessing him. “I heard you went out for dinner with Kimberly tonight,” she began, her voice calm but edged wit