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.”

to have a heart attack, she clutched

“What?

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

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

business deal, not engagement, Laura.”

news to introduce her to another dark reality of our grim

to manipulate the stock market. Thus, attracting more investors with the lure

do with emotions and relationships.”

power

of this business world; he always protected

should have known it

rested her head on my shoulder and sniffled,

you have to face so much because of me, Bright. It must be hard for you

dirt on my clothes, only noticing my pain, her worry for me as a simple person swayed

a Bright Wilson, an

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as just Bright with her. She was my home, a solace recharge my emotional battery and find peace, the one I

and mustered up some courage to move to the next part of

had guessed that my parents would definitely spread some rumors, informing their allies about this deal.

I took my protest to a new height. I expressed my unease openly, confronting my dad, who came to

smashing articles, screaming in frustration, and banging my fists on the door of

butlers, everyone heard my calls except my

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