Chapter 338

Juliana felt increasingly neglected. She regretted pledging herself to Arthur—it had taken away all her freedom. After all, she had been the apple of her parents’ eye since childhood! “Alright, I understand,” Juliana nodded. Without saying another word, Arthur left the villa, leaving Juliana alone, staring blankly at the walls. Meanwhile, in a sunlit café, two strikingly handsome men—equally matched in charm—were engaged in conversation. The afternoon light fell on them as if bringing a beautiful painting to life. And the admirers of this painting? Women, of course. Many young female guests from the Carter family were present, whispering about the mysterious man sitting with the family head, Michael. Who was he? Despite their curiosity, all they learned was that he was Michael’s friend. His name and background remained a well-kept secret. On a pristine white beach, Ruby was playing with her son. The little boy was eagerly collecting seashells in a small bucket. Ruby too was immersed in