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?”

the pan, one of them

easy with

laughter. “Don’t worry,

chefs joined in the

more familiar faces as they ventured deeper. A few servers of the Imperial Hotel were engaged

they waiters?

how to use the instruments. Very adeptly too,

their thesis relates to geology. Usually, they would fool around in the Imperial Hotel and

“Your staff has such hidden

dabble in geology,” Ashlyn replied, still

the Imperial Hotel in a heated

put up some temporary shelters that won’t take

the elderly professors adjusted his glasses with a solemn expression. “Indeed. Winston is right. We must first build such structures before planning the reconstruction. Reconstruction

we all work

blinked. “The guard

Let’s go. I’m sleepy. I want to take a nap.” Ashlyn

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