Seth never explicitly agreed to be Cicely’s boyfriend, but he never stopped her from flitting around him either, always present, making it impossible for him to find peace.

July 27th marked a monumental day in Cicely’s life—her coming-of-age celebration.

The Creighton family went all out for Cicely, sparing no expense.

Cicely’s Mansion—a gift three years in the making—was a magnificent castle complete with fountains, gardens, a swimming pool, and a lavish lounge. Every detail, every amenity, was meticulously planned and executed.

The grand opening of Cicely’s Mansion coincided with her celebration, drawing P City’s elite, the offspring of the wealthy and powerful, and even a smattering of celebrities to its doors.

The opulent villa, alight with glittering chandeliers, left guests in awe.d2

“True to the rumors, P City’s princess really does have it all,” they whispered among themselves.

“The Ellis family spoils her rotten, with no end in sight.”

“Creighton adored his wife. It’s no wonder he dotes on her legacy, their daughter. His love for her is deep in his bones.”

“Some say she is all beauty and no brains. Can she really handle the Ellis empire?”

“They never expected her to. Haven’t they already found a successor?”

“To have a man like Seth—tall, handsome, charming, and capable—she’s living the dream.”

Envious glances followed Seth as he made his entrance. Dressed in a designer suit, his long, straight legs moved with a steady, rhythmic grace. His handsome features were composed, unaffected by the bustling crowd or their admiring stares. An air of cool detachment surrounded him, his aloofness well-known.

Only the young heiress Cicely could approach him so freely. Any other woman knew better than to compete with Cicely’s youthful beauty, her natural poise, and her brash, unapologetic demeanor. The battle was lost before it had even begun.

However, there were always those discontent with their lot, craving a challenge, always looking for an angle. To them, Seth’s allure and Cicely’s intimidation were merely a matter of weighing priorities.

Seth was essentially running Diaz International, and Creighton, to counter any doubts about Seth’s age and experience, stayed involved in important decisions. In truth, he was more of a figurehead, as Seth was the one truly calling the shots.

The gradual acceptance of Seth as the future helmsman of Diaz International couldn’t have happened without Creighton’s mentorship and support.

also deeply involved in Ellis family affairs, handling many matters Creighton entrusted

was aware of the sideways gossip, but if it wasn’t true, he saw no need to

wave of admiration swept through the crowd as Cicely descended the grand staircase. Her attire was always clean and sharp, never adorned with excessive decorations or complicated designs. Her white fringed shoulder dress was

free-flowing, was styled to complement the dress—a low bun with a few strands curled perfectly around her cheeks, adding a touch of sophistication. It was the first time Seth had seen

palpable, an almost defiant vibrancy that

gaze darkening as if thick with

flanked by staircases, with Creighton and Erik descending behind her. Before they

her, but his voice was

she hadn’t changed one bit over

“It’s what we’re

bright, while Seth maintained his usual stoic demeanor. With a disapproving hum, Erik scanned the grand hall and found himself slightly furrowing his brow. “Where’s Danielle? Even if their relationship is strained, she

feeling a bit helpless. “She

for witnessing Creighton’s kindness toward Danielle and the absence of any negative talk about their dynamic, one

kind of person was Danielle? She just never

Seth, she seemed like a petite bird nestled against

“Have you eaten tonight?”

looked up at him, a hint of makeup on her face that couldn’t mar her flawless

eyes were clear, as if they bore no pretense. Perhaps they never

conceal seemed to have melded into her

a soft, deep voice slowly rising, “So, this big

chowing down

wasn’t one for feasting under the

sneak off to the kitchen? I can have someone

of

even. The man of the

birthday? Weren’t they all just angling for their own gains? Who didn’t know

spoke, she reached for Seth’s hand, intent on leading him away. But her movement was countered by a gentle tug from

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