When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I encouraged it when kids had ambition and motivation. However, they could also take a breather under my roof.

Summer flashed a half-smile. “Mom, before completing the Wenville project, Mr. Cress and I already started on the club affairs, such as site approval, sale and purchase of properties, and renovations. They are all settled. After the quotations are approved, the company will allocate the final sum of capital, and we can prepare for the ribbon-cutting ceremony.”

Who would have known that my daughter would favor a career in business and work tirelessly toward it? I might have been a little too narrow-minded before this and hadn’t taken her seriously.

I chuckled ruefully and decided not to backseat her, leaving to give them some space. “You’re adults, so I won’t comment much. Go to bed soon. Don’t overwork yourselves.”

“I know, Mom. I’ll head up shortly,” Summer assured me.

Humming in approval with a nod, I led Tobias upstairs. “Come on, Tobias. I’ll show you your room. Are you afraid to sleep alone? If you are, leave a light on tonight, okay?”

“I’m not afraid.” He might be reserved, but he was a self-sufficient kid for his age.

I glanced back over my shoulder while climbing up the stairs to see that Summer and Jared had already returned to their frenzy working state. They looked like they were fighting on the battlefield instead of merely performing analysis.

of independence was way ahead of the

were able to see her, she

the lights and got into bed, I instinctively

consent to

is caused by radiation. Nicolas wanted to use it on me back then,

Ashton didn’t ask about my relationship with Marcus, it didn’t mean he wasn’t curious.

the dark. Evidently, he

“I said the same thing to him,

my cheek in his big palm, his thumb stroking it. “Did he anger

you could elicit such a response from me. If you don’t anger me, then all

tittered as he recalled an old memory of the distant past. “I was young and childish back then to bully you and make you angry. Sometimes I couldn’t even understand myself, but now my goal is crystal clear. I only want you to be

my brain foggy with sleepiness. The sentimental words slid off me as I replied mindlessly, “You’re such