To be loved right

Jace was the first to react, his composure cracking slightly. "What did y

he was hearing-Konvensky, his youngest son, was actually coming back home. Even Ryan found it hard to pr

rought the news, and asked, "How on

n a gentle motion. "He told Freeda, and I overheard Mom and her

t him for sending him away at such a young age, but he had had no choice. Konvensky was simply too stubborn

't have to feel bad for sending him away. It was for his own go

certainty. "I guess he'll understand when he comes. Go tell the general commander of the

lands to avoid reporters and paparazzi," R

as necessary for Konvensky, given he was a globally famous celebrity. He stood up, said

rp

ut, his presence unignorable. He wore black baggy pants and a black hoodie, effectively concealing his identity while radiating an aura of cold det

irection and eating up the distance with his long strides. A man was already waiting for him with a motorcycle, looking relieved to see him. Kon

tching him disappear without any security. The man nervously relayed

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t in thought. She just wanted a little fresh air and some time alone from all the chaos at ho

The sudden sound of a piercing horn made her turn purely out of instinct, but the bike just drov

ered, panting slightly as she

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deliciously through the air. The family was sitting down to eat when t

staring at Melvin, who was the only one like

ne," Melvin said, his v

oor opened, revealing a black sneaker first. Time seemed to freeze as everyone stood still

ce immediately rushed forward and pounded on him, hugging him tightly as she cried, her body shaking with sobs of r

f maternal questions: "How have you been? Have you been eating well? Have you missed me?" K

d in a cold voice,

ng him for a hug and planti

slightly. "Stop calling me Sky. I'm

he's even more cold-hearted now." She went back to he

ion back to Konvensky. "Konvensky, I thought you said

seat at the dining table, then turned to look a