After speaking for a while, I was winded, my worn out condition deeply concerned Laura as she placed her hand on my forehead, checking my temperature.

“Oh, my gosh!

Bright, you are burning with fever. Let me take you to the hospital. Your hunger strike has left adverse effects on your health.”

But I refused, regulating my breathing. I wished to discuss everything in my mind before anything else.

“It’s just a fever, Laura. Don’t bother!

Let me end this suspense for once. I won’t be able to rest without clear communication.”

From my early years of business, I had one principle to adhere to: Solve everything through dialogue!

No matter how difficult or unpleasant the situation was, I never left anything resolved, avoiding miscommunication. Only my heart knew how I had suffered in the loneliness of my room in the past weeks. The lack of connection was suffocating me.

Thankfully, Laura understood my point and nodded.

“Ok, fine. As you wish.

Then how did your protest end in that engagement, Bright? Did your mom threaten you?”

Laura’s words pushed a serious matter into my consideration, I was unaware of why she was calling Sienna my fiancé.

“I am not engaged to the Lockwood’s heiress, Laura. It’s just that I fell ill because of my hunger strike, so my dad forced me to surrender. He took me to meet Sienna to a gathering at our farm house.

I just walked with her to that party and left after ten minutes.”

a heart attack, she clutched her chest and

“What?

the spokesperson of

out her cell phone and showed me social media trends. My jaw slacked to see my pictures with Sienna

a business deal, not engagement,

simplified the meaning of this news to introduce her to another dark reality of our

they released this news publicly to manipulate the stock market. Thus, attracting more

to do with emotions and relationships.”

imagining the power

business world; he always protected me from such scandals and

think that it wasn’t blissful ignorance. I should have known it better to be with

head on my shoulder and sniffled, calming my soul with her

so sorry that you have to face so much because of me, Bright. It must be hard for you to satisfy your parents

my pain, her worry for

that she had never taken me as a Bright Wilson,

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with her. She was my home, a solace recharge my emotional battery and find peace,

sighed and mustered up some courage to move to the

would definitely spread some

openly, confronting my dad, who came to offer thirty percent shares of his friend’s company

of smashing articles, screaming in frustration, and banging my fists on the door of my room revolved in my head, making

days. The servants, guards, butlers, everyone heard my calls except my mom and dad. They turned deaf ears to my

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