Mr. Eugen stood tall and looked at me with a fragile appearance, sighing. He then took out his phone and made a call to the security guard, asking him to bring the car over and take me home. I weakly sat on the sofa, feeling my legs trembling, truly exhausted. The thought of there being many more villas to see left me feeling hopeless. "Mama," Spring extended his restless arms, wanting me to hold him. Mr. Eugen did not give Spring to me, but instead looked at me sternly, saying, "Your physical strength is too weak. Starting from tomorrow, you will train with me in the morning." "Train for what?" I asked, confused. "Endurance. Be in the living room at exactly 6:30 AM tomorrow," Mr. Eugen instructed. "This is all for your own good." I was momentarily caught off guard and forgot to respond. Is this also part of the designer's job? "Alright, let's have a meal," Mr. Eugen said to me, the

I looked at Claude and Mr. Eugen in surprise - Uncle? It was completely unexpected for me to find out that Claude and Mr. Eugen were actually nephew and uncle.  "Hmm," Mr. Eugen's gaze casually swept across Claude's face, a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes, although no one noticed it.  "Come to my study," Mr. Eugen said to Claude, then turned to me and said, "You're not feeling well. Take the day to rest."  I wasn't feeling well and didn't want to see Claude, so I nodded and walked away without a word. I sat on the swing outside, feeling bored. I don't know how long passed, but Claude stood in front of me. I felt a shadow cast over me and looked up to see Claude standing there. A trace of disgust unconsciously crossed my eyes.  "What do you want now?" I impatiently looked at him and said coldly. From some point on, it seems like I have unknowingly let go of Claude, maybe i

After returning to the room, I took out my phone and suddenly remembered what Novia had said. I opened the call records and found that MK's phone number had been removed from the blacklist by Novia, and she even made a call to MK. I sighed, but then something came to my mind and I couldn't help but jump up from the bed. Since Novia accidentally dialed MK's number using my phone, which belongs to Claude, the ringtone I heard in the villa today must have been Claude's. How could Claude's phone be in Mr. Eugen's study? Could it be that Claude dropped it there when he came over yesterday? Once I had doubts, they became even stronger. I had to unravel this mystery, otherwise I would feel restless. I wasn't in the mood to play with my phone anymore, so I lay on the bed, feeling restless. I had to figure out what was going on. So I got up from the bed and silently sneaked into Mr. Eugen's study. I gently knocked on the door, but no one answered. Was Mr. Eu

In the banquet hall, I quickly found my grandmother. I haven't seen my grandmother for a long time, and her eyes have become cloudy, a sign of aging. Seeing my grandmother's hunched figure, my nose tingled, and I walked over and said, "Grandma." As soon as my grandmother heard my voice, she immediately became spirited. She smiled lovingly at me, waving her hand, "My dear granddaughter, you finally came! Grandma has been waiting for you for a long time. Come here, let Grandma have a good look at you. You naughty girl, I've always asking you to come see me, but you didn't!" "Grandma, I'm sorry. It's just that I've been very busy with work. But from now on, I promise to visit you more often." I handed the nicely wrapped gift to Grandma and said, "Grandma, this is a gift for you from me." Vicky quickly caught up with me. She put on a fake smile and said, "Nat, you have no idea how much Grandma misses you. Come on, let's

Spring is now able to hold onto an adult's hand and walk on his own. He held my hand and walked towards the door, saying, "Play, play." I didn't understand what Spring meant, so I turned to Mr. Eugen sitting on the sofa for help. "Spring wants to share his toys with you," Mr. Eugen said. "His toys are all in my room." "Mom, play," Spring pulled me and pointed towards the direction of the door. "Mr. Eugen, if you don't mind, can Spring and I go to your room to play for a while? This way, he won't wake up if he moves after falling asleep," I said to Mr. Eugen, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Of course," Mr. Eugen nodded. "Let's go." I followed behind, stealing a few glances at Mr. Eugen's figure. Did I just see him smile? Maybe I was mistaken? The three rooms were connected, and it only took a few steps to reach Mr. Eugen's room. As soon as I opened the door, I was shocked by the toys sca