“Did you know, I’ve been looking for you everywhere?”Gaston gulped, his face going pale in an instant. He had been so focused on helping Damian Wagner that he lost track of time.“I told you not to wander off!” Vivian continued, her voice rising. “What if you got lost? My mom’s issues aren’t resolved yet, do you want to add to the problems?”Gaston hung his head, feeling incredibly guilty.“I’m sorry, Vivi,” Gaston said softly, his voice hoarse. He felt like a child caught in a mistake. Slowly, he picked up the pot lid that had fallen to the floor and handed it back to Vivian, as if that could fix everything.Vivian remained frowning, her gaze sharp. “Where have you been?” she asked, trying to hold back her anger.Gaston scratched his head, his eyes sparkling. “I was playing, having fun chasing a kitten,” he replied cheerfully.Vivian sighed heavily. If only Gaston were normal, he would be charming her romantically right now instead of acting like a little kid. She looked at her husb

Gaston was still sitting under the shady tree, enjoying the ice cream that was starting to melt in his hand. The sounds of the bustling market nearby filled the air, while the sweet and fresh aromas of various foods added to the atmosphere. He wore a slightly dirty plain t-shirt and a pair of worn-out shorts. In his mind, everything felt relaxed, as if there were no problems in the world.Vivian appeared in the distance, her steps quick and energetic. Her long, shiny hair flowed in the gentle breeze. She wore a simple dress that accentuated her graceful figure, but the expression on her face showed that she was in a hurry. As she got closer, Gaston could see the furrow in Vivian's brow, a sign that she was under some stress.“Vivi!” Gaston shouted, greeting her enthusiastically, despite his mouth still being full of ice cream.Vivian didn’t respond; instead, she said, “Come on, hurry up and come with me!” Her voice was firm, reflecting the urgency she felt.“What about Mrs. Wright? Ha

Mona stood with a fiery demeanor, her face flushed with anger. She wore a striking red evening gown, with sparkling diamond accessories adorning her neck and ears. The diamonds, whose authenticity was now in question by Gaston, seemed to symbolize her pride. In front of Wagner's office, the atmosphere felt increasingly tense, as if a storm was about to erupt.Gaston wore a cynical smile, as if relishing Mona's discomfort. With his deep knowledge of jewelry, he felt empowered to belittle her. "I told you, this was made with such detail. It would indeed be hard to distinguish," he said mockingly.Mona, unable to hold back, retorted, "You must be talking nonsense!" Her voice was filled with emotion, expressing just how offended she was by Gaston's accusations.Amid the tension, Damian, who stood between them, tried to take control of the situation. "Mona, enough!" he shouted, his voice firm. "You've said enough and are disrespecting the Master!"Mona refused to back down, "Damian, did yo