Willa took a bite of the salad and asked nonchalantly, “I don’t see the link.”

“But there is!”

Karen exhaled heavily and pinched Willa’s cheek. “Didn’t Dad drill it into you since you were knee-high to a grasshopper that you can’t be picky, that you can’t just eat the steak and ignore the salad? Because that’s just common sense, it’s the basics, it’s about not being wasteful.”

Willa nodded, confused. “Isn’t that how it should be?”

“But what if you just don’t like the salad? If you don’t want to eat it, then don’t. Not everything you do has to please Dad, nor does every action have to benefit the Perez family before you decide to do it. Everything you do should make you happy, got it?”

Willa sort of got it, but not really. She had always told herself that whatever happened, she needed to put the interests of the Perez family first.

The only time she ever went against Jasper’s wishes was when she had to leave the Perez family because of the F-Poison incident.

But technically, it was still for the benefit of the Perez family.

This mindset had become deeply ingrained in Willa.

Karen’s sudden outburst today left her at a loss.

What were the things that she actually liked?

Seeing Willa’s puzzled and lost gaze, Karen didn’t press on. She knew Willa had to figure it out on her own.

Some things are buried deep in the heart and aren’t so easily rooted out, especially for someone as stubborn as Willa.

Coming to a real understanding would take time.

“Alright, chew on that for a while. I’ll give this notebook to Frost. If there’s anything else, go straight to her.”

As Karen got up to leave, Willa grabbed her wrist. “Sasha, where are you going?”

Willa, with a keen sense, sensed a farewell in Karen’s demeanor. Her eyes held a tightness as if Karen would disappear the next second.

Jasper had just welcomed her back; where could she be going now?

Karen patted Willa’s hand gently, as light as a spring breeze.

I’m

didn’t know what Karen was planning, but she guessed

have said what

as if

arch. “Tomorrow, Frost is going to treat my memory loss after-effects. Maybe by the next

for a long while before her deep voice finally broke the

absolute concern for her. Regaining her memory

ruffled Willa’s hair. “I’m

no talent in

ripe old age,

She believed him!

had her thoughts and decisions, and once she had made

Karen left, Willa sat still, slowly eating the

at the plate, quietly separating the steak from the salad with her

plate appeared in front of her with only

with a cheeky grin, watching her. “Eat up

stiffened, so lost in her thoughts that she had completely ignored the danger of Maddox sneaking

back, ready

quick on her heels, “Willa,

you haven’t paid yet!

after her, the fast-acting steak house owner

to do this?” Maddox rubbed

second, Willa would

said, “Fredrick already told me you’re a gambling addict and a womanizer, too. Seeing

moment, Maddox almost wished he could skin Fredrick alive. This was no way to spread rumors about

a stack of hundreds and stuffed it in the owner’s hands. “From now on, I’m your VIP. Don’t

of Maddox and said with

out. However, on the empty street, Willa was

her again, she slipped away. He hadn’t even asked if she

Mansion, Karen and Vivienne were accompanying Jasper, who was enjoying a

of woe on his face. He had overheard the conversation between

upon herself to clean up, sending Vivienne to play chess with

poker,

was challenging Luke to a sparring match, insisting Fredrick

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