Madison piped up, "We did!""So quickly?" Miranda asked. "It's just a day tour to places near the city. We are done after a one-day trip. How long do you think it would take?" Miranda shifted her puzzled look to Sebastian. If she remembered correctly, his original itinerary was for a three-day, tw
Madison immediately forgot about the extra mile she would have to run tomorrow after learning that there would be good food. She turned and hugged Miranda, bouncing around like a rabbit. "This is amazing, Miranda! How did you know I've been craving the roasted chicken from Tasty Bistro long ago?"
Madison let out a satisfied burp after finishing off the drumstick. "Ah, this is pure bliss! I don't have many ambitions in life. As long as I can eat good food, I'm happy to just be a food scientist."Madison's thoughts were simple. She loved academia and loved food. Combining the two was her ultim
Madison had seen a glimpse of human nature through the tenants. She was also used to the countless disputes and entanglements between people. It was easier said than done to be entirely unaffected by external influences. Sebastian said, "Over time, I've realized that nothing in this world is absolu
Madison said, "We're not exactly close, but Theodore is a really nice guy. Last time at the botanical garden, everyone just stood there. But he was the only one who stepped up to help. I haven't forgotten that."Sebastian replied, "You've got a great memory."She blinked in confusion."Everyone you
"Hans, what's wrong?" Willow's voice was soft and gentle.Hansel snapped out of his thoughts. He pushed aside the frustration and questions bubbling inside him. He couldn't let his guard down now. After pretending for so long, he had no choice but to keep up the act.If his true intentions were expo
Willow said, "Then, I'll go ahead and order!""Mm," Hansel replied."Madam, I'll have…" She listed off several dishes. Her familiarity with the menu made it clear she was a regular."…Trust me. It's really delicious. It tasted even better than the high-end restaurants!" The waitress enthusiastically
"Really? It tastes more like a drink to me. It's sweet and sour, with a hint of peach." Willow's cheeks flushed slightly. She looked at Hansel with wide, shimmering eyes and tilted her head. "You don't like it?"Hansel didn't give much of a response.She didn't mind and poured herself another drink.
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