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.”

heart attack, she clutched her chest

“What?

Sienna because of your parents‘ pressure, and the spokesperson of the

showed me social media trends. My jaw slacked to see my pictures with Sienna everywhere. It didn’t take me long to understand the trends.

like a business

of this news to introduce her to another dark reality of

a marital alliance, they released this news publicly to manipulate the

nothing to do with emotions and relationships.”

imagining the power of

active part of this business world; he always protected me from such

it wasn’t blissful ignorance. I should have

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

of me, Bright. It must be hard for you to satisfy your parents and

my pain, her worry for me

trait that she had never taken me as a Bright Wilson,

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She was my home, a solace recharge my emotional battery

her hair gently, I sighed and mustered up some courage to move to the next part

I had guessed that my parents would definitely

confronting my dad, who came to

frustration, and banging my fists on the door of my

own family’s mansion for more than seven days. The servants, guards, butlers, everyone heard my calls except my mom and

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