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

you!" Gabriel followed, his expression serene, "You

from the Lamont Group

"Her happiness is my happiness. In

Gabriel smirked, uncommitted.

rocky terrain with ease, Jonathan spoke in a steady tone, "You're the same

Estelle fish, a turbulent

was by the riverbank, skillfully preparing the fish with a

task. Her movements were less

an eyebrow, "I didn't peg you

her expression brightened, "But then I started traveling the world, sometimes camping out

grinned, "That's pretty

wouldn't dare show off in front

they finished cleaning the fish and laid them out

stood out against a backdrop of bamboo, the breeze carrying petals into the gently flowing stream, creating a picturesque scene of serene beauty. Sylvia sat down on a rock, her gaze appreciative, "It's beautiful here, makes you never want to

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