Chapter 1950

They said if I stayed, I'd be a danger to the family.

For my safety, Shirley reluctantly agreed.

Sent to the countryside, I felt a deep, unshakable fear. I knew I'd never return to the Buchan family. This might be the last time I saw her.

Life in the countryside was nothing like the city.

Before I was seven, I'd been pampered. I'd never lived in a simple tile-roofed house.

Here, there was nothing but endless farming and fishing. People rested at dusk and rose before dawn to work.

At first, the villagers treated me politely. But as time dragged on, they griped about when my family would take me back.

each year. Sometimes,

had to work in the fields to earn

Jeffrey's hypnotic memories, I spent every day waiting for the Buchans to bring me home. But pinning hopes on others

In the end, both Shirley and I died tragically

was still in the countryside. I realized I couldn't just

a fishing hamlet. The fishermen lived off the sea; we lived off the

life, I decided to buy out the fishing village and turn it


we each got

me back to the Buchan family and obtain their wealth, and

found a man washed up

caked in mud, his clothes tattered. His beard and hair were long and wild. He must've drifted at sea for

wood floated nearby, remnants

Crusoe popped into my head. They had the same

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