Seeing his face, on the verge of tears, Mio felt a twinge of helplessness. "Don't act like

a woman," she said softly. "All good things must come to an end. It's time for us to part ways."

"Mr. Walsh..."

"After we settle everything, I need you to do one last thing for me," Mio said, her tone calm.

"What is it?"

"Sell this house for me, along with the cars. Leave just one for my daily use."

"Mr. Walsh, what exactly are you planning to do?"

"Me? I just don't want to carry all of this anymore." Mio's voice trailed off as a new thought crystallized in her mind. She no longer wanted this life.

Her private collection of cars was extensive. The house, from its selection to its extravagant renovation, had cost her a fortune. Having grown up in poverty, Mio had once vowed to rise above it all. After achieving wealth, she spared no expense, filling her home with custom-made luxuries, down to the smallest lamp.

And now, she was ready to sell this opulent villa? This house, which she had painstakingly designed and furnished to embody her ideals?

"Mr. Walsh, will this make you happy?" her secretary asked hesitantly.

"I think I'll be happier than I've ever been," Mio replied with a faint smile, her face devoid of pretense or coldness for once.

"Alright..." The secretary suddenly understood. Perhaps this was the life Mio truly needed.

After seeing the secretary off, Mio sat alone by the window, watching the sun set and rise. She spent the entire night there, finally coming to terms with what she wanted to do.

arrived early with stacks of documents and contracts

the house for sale. You've set the price quite low, so I'm sure it will sell quickly. But after selling this house, where

place to stay? I've already found an apartment. Just over a hundred square meters-plenty of space for one

had bought this villa, her requirements had been exacting. The property spanned over seven hundred square meters, not including the garden and

she was suddenly moving to a much smaller apartment.

Something smaller will be better." Mio's tone was unexpectedly

who came by twice a week. Mio disliked having people at her home. No housekeepers, no

if you've already decided, I'll help you handle the

no longer my secretary. You no longer need to follow my instructions. Head to

you ever need anything, don't hesitate to contact

you for all your guidance and care over

"Go on."

an office at Radiant

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are the documents that need your signature today." The secretary's

new bouquet of white roses arrived, each uniquely wrapped. The delivery person never revealed who sent them, but rain or shine, even on weekends, the flowers

she didn't understand was why he kept doing

tried calling him, she discovered his number had been disconnected. She later heard that Mio had

of the words she had overheard in his villa. For the first time in her life, she felt

about?" The secretary's voice broke

Just give me the documents." Rebecca took the stack of papers but clearly wasn't fully

had once believed his kindness toward her was nothing more than an act. Only later did she

the brightest light in his life, but she had

Aurora, Rebecca learned about Mio's childhood. The reality was far harsher than anything he had ever

the past month, her nights had been plagued by dreams of a little boy being bullied. She, who had grown up in privilege and never suffered a single hardship, now found

you don't look well. If you're feeling unwell, you should go home and rest. You've been working

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