Willa took a bite of the salad and asked nonchalantly, "I don't see the link."

"But there is!"

Karen exhaled heavily and pinched Willa's cheek. "Didn't Dad drill it into you since you were knee-high to a grasshopper that you can't be picky, that you can't just eat the steak and ignore the salad? Because that's just common sense, it's the basics, it's about not being wasteful."

Willa nodded, confused. "Isn't that how it should be?"

"But what if you just don't like the salad? If you don't want to eat it, then don't. Not everything you do has to please Dad, nor does every action have to benefit the Perez family before you decide to do it. Everything you do should make you happy, got it?"

Willa sort of got it, but not really. She had always told herself that whatever happened, she needed to put the interests of the Perez family first.

The only time she ever went against Jasper's wishes was when she had to leave the Perez family because of the F-Poison incident.

But technically, it was still for the benefit of the Perez family.

This mindset had become deeply ingrained in Willa.

Karen's sudden outburst today left her at a loss.

What were the things that she actually liked?

Seeing Willa's puzzled and lost gaze, Karen didn't press on. She knew Willa had to figure it out on her own.

Some things are buried deep in the heart and aren't so easily rooted out, especially for someone as stubborn as Willa.

Coming to a real understanding would take time.

"Alright, chew on that for a while. I'll give this notebook to Frost. If there's anything else, go straight to her."

As Karen got up to leave, Willa grabbed her wrist. "Sasha, where are you going?"

Willa, with a keen sense, sensed a farewell in Karen's demeanor. Her eyes held a tightness as if Karen would disappear the next second.

back;

as light as

I'm

was planning, but she guessed it involved going somewhere very, very far

Karen wouldn't have said what

her eyes resolute as if to say, "Wherever

Frost is going to treat my memory loss after-effects. Maybe by the next time we meet, I'll

was not an absolute concern for her. Regaining her memory

"I'm not going to

she had no talent in fortune-telling, but

live to a ripe old age, surrounded by children

She believed him!

had her thoughts and decisions, and once she

slowly eating the steak on

separating the steak from the salad

a plate appeared in front of her with only a

her. "Eat up if

lost in her thoughts that she had completely ignored the danger of

back,

quick on

haven't paid

could chase after her, the fast-acting steak house owner grabbed him. "Maddox, you can't dine

back. Do you have to do this?" Maddox rubbed his head

second, Willa would have

already told me you're a gambling addict and a womanizer, too. Seeing how you chased after

alive. This was no

the owner's hands. "From now on, I'm your

steak house owner immediately let go of Maddox and said with

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