Nestled beneath the winding mountain path was a quaint little river, where Estelle and Jonathan were busy catching fish. Jonathan, armed with a sturdy branch, had rolled up the sleeves of his button-down shirt, looking every bit the part of an adventurer.

Estelle, already boasting a catch of four or five, waved over her shoulder, "Fancy some grilled fish?"

Sylvia let go of Gabriel's hand and hurried over, surprised, "There are fish in the river?"

"Plenty, and they're huge!" Estelle showed off the fish she had corralled into a small pool.

Gabriel chuckled, "We don't have any gear, how do you plan to grill them?"

"You've got a lighter, right? That and some kindling is all we need!" Estelle's face, splattered with river water, glistened like freshly fallen snow, her eyes sparkling.

Jonathan tossed aside his branch, scanning the area before instructing Estelle, "Stay here, I'll gather some wood!"

then strode towards

with you!" Gabriel followed, his

into a quest for firewood, a sight sure to astonish anyone from the Lamont Group who knew their CEO as a figure of authority rather than a

softly, "Her happiness is my happiness. In a way,

Gabriel smirked, uncommitted.

in a steady tone, "You're the same

towards the riverbank where Sylvia was watching Estelle fish, a

riverbank, skillfully preparing the

by the river to try her hand at the task. Her movements were less practiced than Estelle's, but she

an eyebrow, "I didn't peg

Sylvia laughed at herself before her expression brightened, "But then I started traveling the world, sometimes camping out in the wild, and I learned a thing or two

"That's pretty

chuckled, “Maybe to others, but I wouldn't dare show off in

finished cleaning the fish and laid them

into the gently flowing stream, creating a picturesque scene of serene beauty.

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