She gazed at her hands, which had toiled on the land alongside her parents’. They were coarse and sallow, and the sight of them made her temper flare.

How is Charlotte that fortunate to have been adopted by the Field family?

Her anger and jealousy grew the more she thought about it.

Amidst her resentment, she drifted off to sleep.

At the first light of dawn, the rain, having poured unceasingly for the past couple of days, finally showed signs of stopping. As the downpour slowed to a drizzle, the pattering gave way to a steady, discordant drip.

Some of the early risers in the camp had already begun their morning drills when Ashlyn and Lucas returned.

When they passed the stove, Lucas saw several familiar faces.

Upon closer inspection, he frowned.

“Are those the chefs from the Imperial Hotel?”

hand and masterfully flipping the vegetables in the pan, one of them

easy with the

laughter. “Don’t worry, Ms.

joined in

familiar faces as they ventured deeper. A few servers of the Imperial Hotel were engaged in a geological survey with the

they waiters?

how to use the instruments. Very adeptly

would fool around in the Imperial Hotel and head to

his tracks and gazed at her in disbelief. “Your staff

in geology,” Ashlyn replied, still in

continued forward. Lucas saw several guards of the Imperial Hotel in a heated debate

put up some temporary shelters that won’t take up

with a solemn expression. “Indeed. Winston is right. We must first build such structures before planning the reconstruction. Reconstruction is crucial

all work together,”

blinked. “The guard became

a matter of building a house, isn’t it? Let’s go. I’m sleepy. I want to take a nap.”

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