"What? That can't be right. What's Mr. Sutton's daughter doing now if she's not working or studying?""What else could she do other than be a whore for some rich man? She'd just need to lie down and spread her legs wide anytime to get however much money she wants. Why would she ever need to find a j
"Who's there?"Lionel heard the knocking and hurriedly wiped his hands on his apron. He glanced at the grilled sea bass he'd just plated and carefully brought it to the dining table before answering the door.Mindy was watering the plants in the room when she heard the knocks as well. She looked out
"I came back because I missed you both too much. I also wanted to ask you for a second chance to make up for my past mistakes," Miranda sobbed.Miranda never dared to return for the past few years because she was afraid of seeing her parents' disappointed looks on their faces. She had also stubbornl
By evening, the wonderful smell of cooking wafted from the kitchen as Lionel brought out the seafood stew. "I just learned the recipe for this. Tell me what you think!"Miranda looked at the table full of her favorite food. There were mashed potatoes with bacon bits, a garden salad, grilled sea bass
Miranda took a huge bite of the strawberry. Her eyes immediately lit up in a bright smile. "It's delicious!"Mindy looked at the smile on Miranda's face and was suddenly reminded of the state she'd come home in earlier. She felt her heart stirring and gently took Miranda's hand in the warmth of her
"Why would you say that I can't write? Don't you know how big of a humiliation that sentence is to an author?"Yes, fine, you're the editor, and I should trust your instincts and your eye for the market trends and whatnot. But those themes and topics aren't my cup of tea. It's too big of a change fr
During that time, Mindy almost fell into a deep depression.Luckily, with help from her husband and daughter, she slowly got better. Since then, though, she stopped using the Internet and only used an old-fashioned cell phone.In ten years, she wrote just one young adult novel. Besides that, she had
Mindy said, "I forgot to pick up the baking powder. Mimi, can you get a packet from that shelf over there?""Sure," Miranda said, knowing her mom was trying to send her away.Once Miranda was out of earshot, Mindy turned to Edith. "I mentioned this morning that I'm still thinking about it.""Still t
Under Susan's gaze, Jenny felt a chill run down her spine. "You… Why are you acting so weird? Are you mute? You don't look like it from how you're dressed."She shot Susan a glare and muttered, "Crazy woman," before heading back into her apartment building. Susan stayed rooted to the spot. Her face
They made it back from the school to Harold's place just in time for dinner. After dinner, Lionel and his family said their goodbyes. Upon seeing this, Leonard's family made their exit right after. Jenny walked them to the door before collapsing onto the couch, clutching her lower back. "What a ti
Paul's genes ensured both good looks and a decent figure. On top of that, judging by how generous he was with his gifts, he clearly wasn't just an ordinary college professor. He probably came from an affluent family. Elite families like his often went back several generations, which meant his rela
Since it was the end of the year, the students were all on holiday. The vast school grounds felt a little deserted. Dallas Urban, the school's security guard, noticed Lionel coming from a distance. He stepped out of the guard booth and greeted him cheerfully, "Mr. Sutton!" Then his gaze landed on
"There's still a pile of pots and pans in the kitchen waiting to be cleaned," Jenny complained."I'm just like a maid that's born to toil endlessly, unlike you who can enjoy such an easy life. "You should really learn from Lionel. He cooks every time they host a gathering. You two are brothers, but
"I'm cooking something," Paul said. "Why are you cooking this late at night?" Susan asked. "I wanted a midnight snack."Susan knew her son didn't normally eat late. Clearly, he was cooking for someone else. The thought worsened her mood. "When are you planning to come back to Elgerson?" she asked
Suddenly, Miranda stopped walking. She turned to face Paul and said seriously, "Thank you, Paul, for coming to Lumberville to spend Christmas with me. And… thank you for being in my life."Paul was slightly taken aback. Then, he gently squeezed her hand. "You dummy. I should be the one thanking you.
Yale wasn't too pleased. "But… I was just trying to clear the way for you. Am I wrong for doing that?"He couldn't help but feel a little wronged. Paul softened his tone and explained, "That's not what I meant. First off, Mom had already agreed to me coming to Lumberville. There was no need for lie
"Oh, you're back? What were you guys doing?" Lionel came out of the kitchen, still wearing his apron. He looked a little puzzled when he saw everyone gathered around Paul and Miranda. "Dad…" Miranda was about to go over with the shopping bags, but Paul had already taken them from her before she cou