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.

seeing peaches and apples growing on trees for the first time. She

a branch, hugging a big apple as

quickly took out her camera to

she emerged, her basket was empty, but her cheeks were smeared with bright red strawberry juice. Charlie cleaned Kya's

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

his side (who had a fondness for cherries), circled the cherry trees, swiftly filling

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

with a calm smile, reassured her, "It's fine. Be yourself. Don't mind me, pretend I'm not

"It's not about minding you. I'm wearing a dress. I wouldn't want

eyebrow, "Do you

a cherry, firmly

Carson glanced at her basket, "Are you planning on having just those for

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

stared at her for a

the edge of

"I heard there's a

pond around. I'll

something for a barbecue!

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