Unknowing of the time as it passed, the heat of midsummer had slowly subsided. Nights at the mountain villa became a bit cooler.

Cole was lying down in the outdoor recliner, looking up at the shining stars above his head. His eyes were chasing after the bright moon. "Carson, would you say I'm a star or the moon?" Cole suddenly turned his head and looked at Carson who was next to him with confused eyes.

Carson looked up at the bright moon. It was so lonely, s o cold, and so noble.

"Young Master, you're a star."

"Why?"

"As the Old Master said, every one of us in our final days will become a star after our death. To illuminate the way forward for those left behind. Young Master, you're the brightest star," Carson said seriously. "What about Jay Ares? What do you think is he?" Cole asked.

Carson frowned, wondering what had gotten into the young master today for him to ask these strange questions.

as cold as Jay Ares and who refuse

Of course, he's the moon," Carson

Do you think I will chase after him?" In his words was

"Oh, Young Master, this is just a metaphor. It shouldn't be taken too seriously. Young Master rules over the life and death of all living beings.

Cole nodded in satisfaction.

looked as if he was wronged. "Young Master, the Spiriters were here yesterday. You have been busy preparing gifts for the

with a bitter expression, "Young Master, the Old Master has said that everything is a trivial matter compared to your

just looking for a wife? Is

did not know what his young master had suddenly thought of, but there was a gentle smile on his handsome face as the corners of his lips curved u p. "Angeline called me 'Cole' today. She has also become more gentle and considerate when she speaks to me. I used to like the look of her losing her temper, but now I find that she can touch my heart even more when she's being weak and gentle." Carson looked at Cole who looked drunk

interrupted and looked at

got up from the hammock, tidied his clothes,

building. Compared to the previous modern villas, the two styles were quite different, and the buildings of different sizes gave people a strong visual impact. The front

rows of

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