LOGINThe day of the camping trip finally arrived.Since early morning, the atmosphere at the Miller family mansion had been far livelier than usual. Servants moved back and forth carrying the last items that needed to be loaded into the vehicles. Meanwhile, the front yard of the mansion was filled with s
The dinner was far simpler than the many formal events they often attended. There was no VIP room and no important guests to receive. There were no business discussions or negotiations with countless clients.There were only the two of them, sitting side by side, sharing food, talking about their ch
Althea smiled brightly. “You’re right. That’s exactly why I love this camping idea so much.”“You don’t love the person who came up with the idea?” Daven asked, pointing at himself.Althea clicked her tongue. “Why should I?”“So you don’t love me anymore?” Daven stared at her in disbelief. “Really?”
Meanwhile, while the Miller mansion was still filled with the small argument between Naomi and Chris over the nickname “Princess,” which was pushing the girl dangerously close to the end of her patience, on the other side of the city, Daven and Althea had just entered the largest supermarket in Sun
“What’s going on here?”Everyone turned toward the sound. Chris stood there holding a cup of coffee. “What kind of conversation has everyone looking so serious?”“Naomi doesn’t want to go camping,” Grace reported without hesitation.Chris raised an eyebrow. “Oh? Is that true?”“I just don’t want to
The next day, the Miller family mansion was once again filled with a pleasant kind of bustle.The moment Josh, Grace, and Eli returned home from school, the camping trip that weekend immediately became the main topic of discussion again. They had not even taken their school bags to their rooms befor
“I’ve already asked Callister Group’s PR team to handle the reporters who’ve started showing up. Most of them are reaching out by phone and email.”Ever since Vanessa’s story broke, both Daven’s and Arsen’s phones hadn’t stopped ringing. In the end, Daven turned his off, unwilling to let the noise i
Chase veered off in the opposite direction, down another corridor—the one that would lead him straight to the press. Every now and then, Althea glanced back, making sure there was nothing chasing at her heels.“Miss Grayson, Mr. Chris’s car is waiting just outside,” Jennifer informed her gently, pul
“And you can draw your own conclusions from what we’ve explained, can’t you?” Chris asked. The easy humor was gone from his eyes; there was nothing casual about him now. When it came to work—especially anything involving Harold—Chris could become an entirely different man.“This project is worth a g
The midday air in Mighatan felt oddly cold despite the blazing sun overhead. A brisk wind swept through the cemetery, tugging at Althea’s hair until she had to smooth it down more than once. But the moment she reached her mother’s grave, she ignored the chill, the sunlight, and the wind.She stood s







