The Lakeshore Center was quiet. The water of the lake rippled. The fountain in the middle of the lake changed water columns following the changing lights.
There were all kinds of fruit trees on the lakeshore. A group of children was happily picking the green fruits in the night.
In the living room after dinner.
The room was filled with an unfriendly atmosphere. Margaret happily took the dinner to Hilla. Just as she was about to go downstairs, she saw the two people in the living room who were about to fight.
She stopped and quickly hid on the stairs. She looked down curiously through the gap on the stairs.
Was it a fight between mother and son?
She had been looking forward to it for many years. It was finally on the stage.
Bruce sat on the sofa with a long face. He was unhappy.
Orlenna sat opposite Bruce. Her elegant and dignified sitting posture revealed her noble identity, just like a queen.
"I disagree. There are no other rooms here."
