The commotion outside slowly faded. My eyelids grew heavy, and I drifted in and out of consciousness.I dreamed about the things that had happened between Eugene and me when we were younger. Back then, Ivy's family had yet to go bankrupt, and she'd yet to move into the Fort residence.I failed a test in middle school. I was scared to head home when I saw the big, fat F on my paper, so I wandered the streets as it weighed down on me. As I walked past a cake shop, I suddenly remembered it was my birthday.Mom had passed away due to labor complications after I was born. Dad was worn out from managing Castor Group and caring for a newborn. At the time, he probably wished he could clone himself.Later, to ensure the company's steadiness, he'd chosen to live there, only returning home once a month. He'd hired a nanny for me, but she'd secretly hidden the funds he'd given her to care for me. The money for groceries was repeatedly halved, leading to her cooking nothing but a plate of veget
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