Chapter 2030 

“Bit of a waste of her several daysworth of tears now that we know Nollace is still alive. right?” Waylon finished. 

Colton rose to his feet. “I better get to the office.” His brother considered him. “How‘s Freyja holding up?” Colton paused in his tracks. His tone was hard to decipher when he asked, “What‘s with the concern? 

Waylon chuckled. “I thought it‘s quotidian for a brother to care about his sister–in–law‘s wellbeing.” 

Colton told him she was fine before leaving the mansion altogether. 

other. Nearby, a modest array of food was spread across the table. Bodyguards guarded the gazebo from a few steps away, making sure that no one would disturb their peace.

She had been sitting quietly on her spot for more than half an hour by now, yet she had never seen her fishing rod do anything as much as tremble. Pouting, she murmured, “There is nothing fun about

old man laughed. “You just haven‘t realized it yet. To be a part of nature and its tranquility, to let the air sail through your hair, to let the sun kiss your skin–it calms the mind and body. Setting your eyes on the float, keeping thoughts out of your mind as you wonder when a fish will bite... It‘s that moment when one finally takes the bait that electrifies them. That burst of glee and success! Doesn‘t that just brighten the day? “It‘s hard for you whippersnappers. Impatient, living life in the

at the surface and mumbled under her breath, “Would

suddenly bobbed, and

trembling. Grinning, she pulled the line

hook, struggling. “I got one, Grandpa!

turning bright over a little fish was a joy. That tiny joy of fishing was enough, as it turned out. Daisie seemed to have forgotten all about Nollace and the dark clouds surrounding his whereabouts. Waylon enjoyed the high spirits in the gazebo as he headed their way. Smiling, he called out,“ Well, well, well! Fishing with Grandpa, are we?” Daisie turned sharply. She

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