As Nathan went downstairs, he heard a female’s voice echoing through the hall. "Ladies and Gentlemen, I want to announce that we will have a charity auction here at my birthday party. In just a few minutes, we will auction some truly unique and exclusive items that support a worthy cause. Please all take the time to participate and bid generously. Thank you for your support, and let's make a difference together." He followed the sound and soon saw Matilda standing in the middle of the hall, holding a microphone. A group of well-dressed guests surrounded her. All focused on her words. Nathan made his way to the edge of the crowd and listened as Matilda announced the charity auction that would be taking place at her birthday party. He noticed a platform next to Matilda, on which there was an item covered with a luxurious transparent red cloth. He couldn't tell what was under the fabric, but he could see that something of value caught his attention. With Matilda's announcement of t

Nathan remained calm even though everyone was looking at him suspiciously. He calmly said, "I'm afraid I can't do what you asked." "What do you mean? Do you want to back out of your promise? Nathan, you know you can't do that. Everyone here heard you accept the deal. So don't act recklessly. I'm confident everyone here can make your life miserable if you don't keep your word." Declan sneered. Hayleigh added, "Nathan, I knew you were trouble before, but I never thought you would be this foolish." Many onlookers agreed with Declan's statement. "It's not my fault," Nathan replied. Declan laughed, "So now you're blaming it on someone else? You can't change anything here, Nathan. Admit your mistake!" Nathan looked at the butler and calmly said, "Can you please recheck your systems? I think there might be an error." He turned to Declan and continued, "You know, sometimes the system can have errors when many high-value transactions are happening simultaneously." The butler hesitated,

Nathan stands there, momentarily taken aback by Emily's formal greeting. He quickly recovers and offers her a warm smile, trying to ease the tension in the room. "Good morning, Emily," Nathan replies, his voice filled with genuine kindness. "It's a pleasure to meet you too. I'm glad to have you here as our company's scholar." Emily raises her head slightly, her eyes still filled with uncertainty. "Thank you, Mr. Jimenez. I appreciate the opportunity." He just stands there in front of her, not saying anything when the Dean suddenly speaks again. “If Mr. Jimenez would like to, can you tour Emily around if it's not a burden?” The Dean states with hesitation but smiles widely after Nathan nods in agreement. After the door opens, Emily is still in a state of hesitation before going out. Nathan tours her in every corner of the school, but he can notice the way Emily tries to distance herself. It’s almost as if he has some contagious disease. “Emily, what’s—” He is just about to ask Emil

The next Monday at school, Nathan tried to find Emily, seeking the comfort of a familiar face in the midst of the chaos his life had become. He knows, the moment he saw her crying, all he wanted to do was to protect her from everything and everyone. He scans the crowded hallway, his eyes darting from one corner to another, until he spots her sitting alone, trying to blend into the background. With a glimmer of hope, he makes his way towards her, determined to reconnect and find comfort in their friendship. As he approaches Emily, he notices her subtle attempts to avoid eye contact, her body language clearly indicating her desire to be left alone. She suddenly put her earbuds on and looked outside the window while listening to her music. Confusion and hurt wash over Nathan, as he wonders why the one he thought was his friend seems to want to do nothing to him while deliberately avoiding him. Doubt begins to seep into his thoughts, questioning if that night he thought they had a small

Nathan's face lit up with a mixture of relief and gratitude. He took a step closer, careful not to invade her personal space, and offered her the bouquet of sunflowers and daisies he had picked out for her. “I brought these for you. Sunflowers and daisies, your favorites. They reminded me of your vibrant spirit and the joy you bring into my life.” Emily's eyes widened in surprise as she accepted the bouquet, her fingers brushing against the delicate petals. “You didn’t have to.They're beautiful, Nathan. Thank you.” The air between them softened as they stood amidst the tranquil beauty of the garden. The sound of chirping birds and the gentle rustle of leaves provided a backdrop for their conversation, creating a serene atmosphere. “Emily, I want you to know that I genuinely care about you. What happened between Declan and me, it was a misunderstanding, and it should never have affected our friendship. I've missed talking to you and spending time together.” Emily's voice quivered s