Chapter 186

Kyra's POV I closed the last file on my father's company paperwork and leaned back in my chair with a sigh of relief. The Monroe Group finances were finally in order. Sylvia purred contentedly in my mind at our accomplishment. "We're making progress." My phone rang, Phoebe's name flashing across the screen. I answered quickly, tucking it between my ear and shoulder. "Hey Phoebe, what's up?" "Kyra! I found the perfect school for Snow!" Her excitement bubbled through the phone. "Can I come show you? I'm literally five minutes from your office." "Of course," I smiled. "I just finished up here anyway." Ten minutes later, Phoebe burst through my office door, iPad in hand and face glowing with enthusiasm. "Look at this place," she exclaimed, dropping onto the couch beside my desk and handing me her tablet. I studied the images of an impressive private school with modern architecture and manicured grounds. The classrooms looked warm and inviting, with small class sizes that would give Snow th