On the car seat beside him sat two adorable purple rabbit dolls, which seemed to sh amusingly with Mark’s identity.


    With a cheerful grin, Peter turned to Mark and suggested, “You can meet her tomorrow. It’s about time she moved on after all this time.”


    Stubbornly, Mark touched the rabbit doll’s ear and retorted, “She’s just a little girl. I don’t have that strong a desire to see her anyway.” ?


    Laughter filled the air, shared between Mark and Peter.


    Feeling uplifted, Mark rolled down the car window to admire the luminous city lights outside, sighing, “Another year has gone by. I’m another year older.”


    In a soothing tone, Peter reassured him, “You’re still in your prime.”


    Indeed, Peter’s assessment was urate; Mark was rtively young for the significant position he held.


    With Peter’sforting words, Mark patted his trousers and smiled, saying, “Prime? Rena will be a mother next year and I’ll be a great-uncle…”


    Secluded within the confines of the car, the conversation between the two men took a more candid turn.


    yfully, Peter teased, “With your abilities, having a child shouldn’t be too difficult.”


    The driver couldn’t help but be amused by Peter’s yful banter.


    Mark lit a cigarette, smiling as he scolded, “You rascal, you’re bing more audacious by the day.”


    Peter continued to jest and the atmosphere inside the car brimmed with mirth. As they drove leisurely, they approached Fortune Square, where the driver noticed an energetic New Year’s Eve event unfolding. The drivermented with a smile, “Mr. Evans, it appears they’re celebrating the New Year at the square. It’s quite lively.”


    Curiosity got the better of Mark, prompting him to look over.


    Indeed, it was a lively scene.


    Fireworks lit up the night sky, painting the city with a mesmerizing array of colors.


    On the square, a group of young people joyously embraced theing year.


    Luxurious cars were parked nearby, a testament to their wealthy owners.


    And amidst it all, Mark caught a glimpse of Cecilia.


    Dressed in a white down jacket and a woolen hat, holding a sparkler in her hand, she looked like a carefree young girl.


    Her flushed cheeks andughter seemed even more enchanting than the fireworks themselves.Please check at N/?vel(D)rama.Org.


    Observing Cecilia’s happiness from afar, Mark realized how much he missed her.