Wi took a bite of the sd and asked nonchntly, "| don''t see the link."
"But there is!"
Karen exhaled heavily and pinched Wi''s cheek. "Didn''t Dad drill it into you since you were knee-high to a grasshopper that you
can''t be picky, that you can''t just eat the steak and ignore the sd? Because that''s justmon sense, it''s the basics, it''s about
not being wasteful."
Wi nodded, confused. "Isn''t that how it should be?"
“But what if you just don''t like the sd? If you don''t want to eat it, then don''t. Not everything you do has to please Dad, nor does
every action have to benefit the Perez family before you decide to do it. Everything you do should make you happy, got it?”
Wi sort of got it, but not really. She had always told herself that whatever happened, she needed to put the interests of the
Perez family first.
The only time she ever went against Jasper''s wishes was when she had to leave the Perez family because of the F-Poison
incident.
But technically, it was still for the benefit of the Perez family.
This mindset had be deeply ingrained in Wi.
Karen''s sudden outburst today left her at a loss.
What were the things that she actually liked?
Seeing Wi''s puzzled and lost gaze, Karen didn''t press on. She knew Wi had to figure it out on her own.
Some things are buried deep in the heart and aren''t so easily rooted out, especially for someone as stubborn as Wi.
Coming to a real understanding would take time.
“Alright, chew on that for a while. I''ll give this notebook to Frost. If there''s anything else, go straight to her."
As Karen got up to leave, Wi grabbed her wrist. "Sasha, where are you going?"
Wi, with a keen sense, sensed a farewell in Karen''s demeanor. Her eyes held a tightness as if Karen would disappear the next
second.
Jasper had just weed her back; where could she be going now?
Karen patted Wi''s hand gently, as light as a spring breeze.
"Don''t worry, I''m not going anywhere."
Wi didn’t know what Karen was nning, but she guessed it involved going somewhere very, very far away.
Otherwise, Karen wouldn''t have said what she did today.
Wi kept her grip firm, her eyes resolute as if to say, "Wherever you go, I''ll follow."
Karen smiled helplessly, her mouth curving into a gentle arch. "Tomorrow, Frost is going to treat my memory loss after-effects.
Maybe by the next time we meet, I''ll remember who they all are."
Wi was silent for a long while before her deep voice finally broke the quiet. "Is it dangerous?"
Karen neither denied nor confirmed. Danger was not an absolute concern for her. Regaining her memory was what truly
mattered.
Karen ruffled Wi''s hair. "I''m not going to die."
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He had said she''d live to a ripe old age, surrounded by children and grandchildren, enjoying family bliss.
She believed him!
Wi didn’t say anything more. She understood that Karen had her thoughts and decisions, and once she had made up her
mind, she wouldn''t change it.
After Karen left, Wi sat still, slowly eating the steak on her te.
She looked at the te, quietly separating the steak from the sd with her fork.
Suddenly, a te appeared in front of her with only a in steak.
Wi looked up sharply to see Maddox, with a cheeky grin, watching her. "Eat up if you like it. Have as much as you want!"
Wi stiffened, so lost in her thoughts that she hadpletely ignored the danger of Maddox sneaking up on her!
She darted back, ready to flee.
But Maddox was quick on her heels, "Wi, you..."
“Hey, you haven''t paid yet! Three steaks!"
Before Maddox could chase after her, the fast-acting steak house owner grabbed him. "Maddox, you can''t dine and dash!"
“Man, we go way back. Do you have to do this?" Maddox rubbed his head in exasperation.
In that split second, Wi would have definitely vanished.
The steak house owner snorted and said, "Fredrick already told me you''re a gambling addict and a womanizer, too. Seeing how
you chased after that girl, he''s right! Pay your bill!"
At this moment, Maddox almost wished he could skin Fredrick alive. This was no way to spread rumors about his younger
brother!
Frustrated, Maddox took out a stack of hundreds and stuffed it in the owner''s hands. "From now on, I''m your VIP. Don''t ever ask
me to pay again!"
The steak house owner immediately let go of Maddox and said with a smile, "No problem! Take care!"
With a groan, Maddox stormed out. However, on the empty street, Wi was nowhere to be found.
Just when he had the chance to see her again, she slipped away. He hadn''t even asked if she had missed him.
Back at the Perez Mansion, Karen and Vivienne were apanying Jasper, who was enjoying a stew as if nothing had
happened.
Maddox, eyeing Karen, had a look of woe on his face. He had overheard the conversation between Karen and Wi.
After dinner, Karen took it upon herself to clean up, sending Vivienne to y chess with Jasper.
The otherdies started a game of poker, roping in Percival to spice things up.
Yuri was challenging Luke to a sparring match, insisting Fredrick be the referee.
Normally, Maddox would be causing a ruckus or ying house with Natalia and Yasmine.
But today, he joined Karen by the sink, helping her wash the dishes.
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Maddox''s grip tightened on the towel he was holding, his expression showing a hint of restrained emotion. "Sasha, just how risky
is this procedure?"
Karen didn''t intend to hide the truth. "There''s a ny-eight percent chance."
"For real?" Maddox''s eyes lit up at the percentage.
Ny-eight percent chance — what''s there to worry about?
With Vivienne on the case, that measly two percent was practically nonexistent.
Karen''s lips curled into a bittersweet smile. "| mean, a ny-eight percent chance of failure."