In a blink of an eye, the days flew like running water. -----Hart Residence----- The air is so brittle it could snap in half. No one spoke, yet everyone was moving in and out of the main building severally. Holding their breaths, the household staff were quick on their feet, transporting the many luxurious suitcases with utmost care. "You idiot! Are you drunk? Do you know how much my bags cost? Even if I sell you 20 times on the black market, it won't cover the damn cost!" "Take it easy! Take it easy, you MORON. That's my latest baby in your hand. If I get so much as a scratch on it, I'll deduct your salary for the next three months!" The Harts bellowed like fire-breathing dragons at the useless staff around them. They wore luxurious attires and controlled the scene with their noses raised to the sky. And when everything was packed, they stood before the vehicles, facing saying their farewells to Lydia in a rushed manner. "Sister, don't worry. Like I've said, I'll take enough pic
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