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
Eli swallowed hard. Her gaze flickered from one face to another, all of them waiting—expecting her to speak. Yet when she tried to open her mouth, her throat felt unbearably dry, as if sharp thorns were lodged there, blocking her voice.She lowered her head, fingers twisting together tightly on her
That morning continued as it normally would—or at least, that was how it appeared.Riana settled back into her chair with measured movements, but anyone who knew her well would recognize the truth: her anger was being forced into submission by sheer dignity. The teacup in front of her had gone cold,
The car came to a stop in the apartment parking area, the engine shutting off slowly.“We’ve arrived, ma’am,” the driver said before hurrying to open the door for them.Selena stepped out first, her movements light. She adjusted her hair, picked up her bag, and walked ahead without looking back. Wit
Eli had no choice but to nod, even though the weight in her chest felt unbearable.They kept walking toward the crowd—toward the towering glass-fronted building—where cameras were already raised, microphones lined up, and bright lights blazing, ready to capture whatever was about to happen.This cle







