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Later, Lucas was on a business trip and passed through a porcin town. He wanted to give Natasha apensatory gift and decided to make a new one himself.
Olivia, who was also performing there at that time, expressed great interest.
They both went together to make cups.
Upon returning, Natasha saw his gift, and the cup specifically made by Olivia as an apology. The cup, which closely resembled the one Lucas had brought back from Libadia previously, made her suddenly smile.
She casually smashed Olivia’s apology gift, then pushed aside his work, which Olivia reportedly also contributed her idea to, telling them to get lost without even a nce.
They argued again.
Their rtionship had grown distant by then, and Natasha barely acknowledged Lucas anymore. It was because of it that he nervously nned the proposal again.
He hadn’t taken the pair of cups with him at that time. Olivia had originally put them away.
The gifts he had once considered full of love now seemed particrly ring.
Lucas sneered, “Do you still remember who this was originally for?”
Olivia’s smile froze.
“I was thinking Natasha probably wouldn’t want it anymore, and it would be a waste to throw it away,” said Olivia.
She closed the box. “Never mind. I’ll get rid of it if you don’t like it.”
Olivia tentatively looked at Lucas. “I just heard you and Wyatt got into a fight? What happened?”
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Then, she frowned and said disapprovingly, “He’s an illegitimate son. What right does he have to be in a ce like this?”
Lucas stared intently at her eyes. “Because my father wants to hand the Wright family over to him.”
Olivia widened her eyes and subconsciously retorted, “How is that possible?”
She missed too much while in prison, and after her release, she was poorly informed due to her former friends unterally cutting ties with her.
Olivia had always thought that the Wright family changing heirs was just a rumor.
Anxiously, she said, “The Wright family is yours, and you can’t give it to him. Even today, you should have prevented him from appearing.”
Her words even carried a hint of criticizing Lucas’s ipetence.
Lucas gave a self–deprecating smile.
‘If Natasha were here, her first concern would be about my mood after being expelled by that illegitimate son, and if I were being bullied,‘ thought Lucas.
He pushed aside Olivia, who was chattering nonstop, and stumbled out.
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The rk family mansion had a door leading to the rooftop that was never locked.
Natasha had brought Lucas here before, when Lucas lost first ce and was in a bad mood after arguing with his parents.
She said it was a ce she often went to unwind.
At that moment, Lucas just wanted to find a ce where no one would be, where no one could find him, and where he wouldn’t hear any discussions.
As expected, he went rooftop smoothly, encountering only a few servants on the
way.
The rooftop was usually deserted. It had no lock, no railings, and was empty.
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From memory, Lucas sat down at the edge of the rooftop.
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Lucas, sitting on the edge with his hands propped up on either side, his legs dangling in the air, felt as if only he existed between heaven and earth.
With no cover or railings, the wind blew past, creating the illusion that he could be blown off at any moment.
Lucas felt rxed, happy, and free when Natasha and he were together.
However, sitting there alone at that moment, Lucas surprisingly felt boundless loneliness and destion.
‘Natasha said she often went here, so did she feel the same way when she was
alone?‘ thought Lucas.
Lucas looked down, and his distracted mind made him momentarily dazed, almost causing him to fall.
He was startled awake, quickly stood up, and moved away from the edge of the rooftop.
However, he soon stopped again and looked at the spot where he had been sitting.
The spot where a boy and girl had once chatted andughed side by side now held a lonely girl in a dress, her gaze calmly fixed in the sky, her long hair fluttering in the air.
It gave the impression she could be carried away by the wind at any moment.
Lucas anxiously wanted to tell her to leave, but the figure suddenly disappeared.
Lucas suddenly crouched down, clutching his heart as he painfully knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the floor, and his eyes bloodshot.
Tears streamed from his eyes, and hisughter turned from self–mockery to bitter
regret.
Lucas thought, ‘So, that was the life Natasha had been living.
‘It was her home!
‘Many times, while her other family members were joyful and lively, she wandered alone there. Did she even think about jumping for a moment?
‘She was just a teenager at that time.
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‘Even though she had brought me here before, why didn’t I notice anything?
‘And I, who imed to love her, what did I do?
‘For my selfish reasons, I persuaded her to reconcile with them. Out of my own guilt, I hurt her again and again.’
Lucas didn’t know how brave and how much effort she had put into walking out of the rk family on her own, burdened with so much <fn7749> This update is avable on F?nd-Novel</fn7749>
He offered no help during Natasha’s self–rescue.
Lucas suddenly pped himself hard.
“Lucas Wright! Serves you right! Serves you right!” said Lucas,ughing.
Neither the rk family nor he deserved happiness.
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Madeline averted her eyes from the entrance, her expression downcast.
Andrew walked to her side, put his arm around her shoulder, and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Madeline smiled wryly, asking, “Natasha probably won’t being.”
Andrew also fell silent for a moment.
He did love Natasha, his daughter.
However, the prolonged conflict had made him forget how to love her.
Andrew understood Natasha even less than he understood Olivia.
Natasha, the delicate and lovable little daughter of yesteryear, had long be a blurred silhouette in his dreams.
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However, the rk family’s enterprise was in a critical development phase at that time, and he couldn’t afford a bad reputation.
Sometimes, Andrew resented that ident. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have had to adopt Olivia and wrong Natasha.
Natasha wouldn’t have gradually grown distant from him either.
Recently, they had only been slightly distant toward Olivia, yet rumors had spread from unknown sources, mocking them for mistreating their benefactor’s
daughter.
Just now, someone deliberately asked them where Olivia had gone.
The usations, with everyone acting with undeserved authority and convinced he owed her and was treating her badly, felt like daggers in his back.
Andrew suddenly understood how Natasha felt when everyone pointed fingers at her.
He also felt wronged. If it were any of the other families, with an adopted daughter who had been to prison, they probably wouldn’t treat her well either.
Everyone was quick to judge, and some were trying to make fun of the situation.
Olivia was a hot potato.
“Forget it,” he shook his head, shaking off those wild thoughts. “Go and cut the cake. Everyone is waiting for you.”
Madeline sighed, nodded, and followed him.
A family of five, a loving couple with two sons and one daughter. They looked like a harmonious and happy family.
Olivia tried to ignore the scrutinizing, sarcastic, and contemptuous gazes,
No matter what, Olivia was the daughter of the rk family. Natasha’s position, from the moment she entered the home, was hers.
However, just as the pleasantries were over and it was time to cut the cake, a maid from the rk family stumbled and crawled in, her face filled with terror.
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“Sir! Madam!” the maid cried. “Natasha is here with a gift.”
Madeline’s face lit up with pleasant surprise.
Andrew also looked pleased, asking, “Is anyone else here besides her?”
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Then, frowning, he chastised the maid for her recklessness. “If Natasha has returned, invite her in properly. Why are you in such a panic?”
The maid’s lips trembled, and terror still lingered in her eyes. “But…”
“A family that abuses its daughter, blinded by prejudice and devoid of warmth, is not worth Miss rk’s personal presence,” a somewhat familiar voice echoed from the doorway.
Shawn, dressed in a ck suit, appeared before everyone.
At the same time, arge contingent of people dressed in ck, looking as if they were attending a funeral, followed him. They pulled out instruments, striking up a cheerful tune as they entered the center of the crowd.
As the guests gasped and murmured incessantly, Madeline’s gaze was fixed intently on the person at the head of the procession.
He conspicuously held arge ck and white photograph in his hands.
Smiling at Madeline in the photo was a familiar face: Emilia Sutton, Olivia’s mother, and Madeline’s elder sister.
Madeline’s heart pounded, and her face was pale.
Meanwhile, Shawn looked mockingly at Madeline. “Even though family ties are broken, you are still mother and daughter. Miss rk specifically instructed me to deliver a special gift for everyone on this special day.”