Maggie raised an eyebrow, "You've got a point."

They had spent two hours exploring a grand castle, and just across from it lay vast vineyards. Although the season had passed and the grapes had been picked clean, there was a pick-your-own farm right next to it, bustling with an assortment of fruits visible even from the outside.

This farm was entirely enclosed in glass, standing over ten feet tall and spanning several acres. Inside, it boasted a variety of fruits and vegetables - virtually anything you could find in a regular market.

As they entered, the sweet aroma of fruits and the vibrant green of vegetables hit them; everything so fresh, it could be eaten right off the plants without a need for washing.

Maggie, ever more astonished as they walked further in, turned to Estelle and asked, "You don't mean to tell me the Lamonts get their daily fruits and veggies air-freighted from here?" Estelle nodded, "Yes."

Maggie was floored. "Wow, and here I thought the Sampsons were in the same league as the Lamonts. We're clearly a step behind."

Estelle offered a light smile, "Merge the Sampsons with the Langstons, and you'd bridge that gap!"

Maggie just laughed and shook her head.

Emily, puzzled, chimed in, "Why would the Lamonts set up their exclusive farm here in C City and not J City? It'd be easier to manage closer to home."

Maggie smiled, "Ah, but you see, the soil at the base of the mountains here in C City contains a rare mineral that's incredibly beneficial for health. That's why they chose this spot for their farm." Emily nodded in understanding.

the most thrilled, seeing peaches and apples growing on trees for the first time. She excitedly picked a large peach to hold and then aimed for

on a branch, hugging a big apple as she

by, quickly took out her camera to snap a

her cheeks were smeared with

with enthusiasm. The group, a mix of couples and spouses, spread out to

by his side (who had a fondness for

climb a tree, she turned to find Carson leaning casually against it, watching her. She reconsidered, remembering the dress she

"It's fine. Be yourself. Don't mind me, pretend

wearing a dress. I wouldn't want

raised an eyebrow, "Do you think I'm that

on a cherry, firmly stated, "Better safe than

glanced at her basket, "Are you planning on having

"For me, not us. You haven't picked anything, why should you

stared at her

headed towards the

heard there's

around. I'll

something for a barbecue!

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