âPlease, have a seat,â he said.
Addieâs parents sat down, their smiles polite but guarded.
âDunn, is there something specific youâd like to discuss?â
Dunn glanced down, the rich aroma of wine already saturating the room. âI donât want to take up too much of your time, but Aurora has practically grown up under my care. Over the years, your daughter has caused her a great deal of trouble. Iâd like to knowâhow do you usually discipline her?â
Addieâs parents exchanged uneasy looks, unsure of how to respond.
From what they could gather, Dunn was here to defend Aurora.
âDunn, the Finch family hasnât interacted with the Millers for a long time. If thereâs been some kind of conflict between Aurora and Addie, surely, itâs not worth you getting so involved?â
Dunn looked up. âMy great-grandfather left strict instructions for our family to cut ties with the Millers, and weâve honored that. But if his rules were enough to keep things running smoothly, I wouldnât have had to step in as CEO when I was sixteen.â
The statement left Addieâs parents stunned. They struggled to find the right words, unsure if this was defiance or simply fact.
Dunn remained polite, emptying his glass before standing to leave.
Addieâs parents vowed to personally bring her to make an apology. Before parting ways, Dunn also requested the contact details of Addieâs boyfriend.
After the meeting, Dunn headed to the park to meet Aurora, carrying a box of fortune cookies sheâd been wanting to try.
âHow did you get your hands on these cookies?â
âI know a few people who can make them,â Dunn replied. âThey baked ten boxes overnight. The rest are already at your house so your siblings can try them too.â
Aurora blinked, momentarily at a loss for words.
Dunn had thought ahead to include her siblings in his plans.
âThank you,â Aurora said.
âItâs really not a big deal.â
Auroraâs cheeks flushed a deep red. She genuinely appreciated that Dunn had taken her offhand remark to heart.
As they ate the fortune cookies, Aurora finally asked the question that had been on her mind.
âYou left so suddenly last time. Was something wrong?â
âYes.â
âCan you tell me what happened?â
Dunn fell quiet for a moment, his gaze fixed on the horizon where the sky was slowly transitioning into dusk. In this fleeting twilight hour, the world seemed to blur, leaving a strange sense of disorientation in its wake.
It was as if the whole world were sinking into an endless fog.
âActually, Iâm wiped out,â he muttered, his eyes distant. âOur project for the competition hit a snag. All of our research is gone, wiped out completely, and now we have to rebuild from scratch.â
Auroraâs heart tightened with empathy.
Despite the steadiness of Dunnâs voice, there was an underlying weight to his words.
âYou put in all that effort, and for what? Sometimes it feels like life doesnât care about the work you put into it. Things just happen, and the outcome rarely matches the sweat and tears you invest.â
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