Oscar parked his car outside a farmstay on the outskirts. It wasn’t until Amelia got down from the car did she notice the name of the place—Happy Farmstay.

The corner of Amelia’s mouth twitched. What a simple name.

“This place belongs to one of my friends. Let’s head inside,” Oscar informed, walking toward her.

As soon as they entered, a fancily dressed server walked over and bowed with a smile. “Mr. Clinton? They are already waiting inside.”

Oscar hummed in reply.

“Mr. Clinton, this way, please.” The server then motioned them toward the inside.

On the way to their destination, Amelia had sighed in awe of how luxurious the farmstay looked. She had thought that it was an ordinary farmstay, but the farmstay had some vintage elements added to it, so it now looked elegant and lavish. Moreover, the farmstay seemed spacious—Amelia was sure that the owner must have invested a hefty sum in it.

Even the ones who were not born into wealthy families had earned their

entering the room, Amelia realized there were around six to

glances, with most of them being curious at who

not as unwelcoming as she

from her wedding

I were to have a wife as pretty

are government officials in his

laugh nearly

Jacques Ford. It’s

like Jacques and Oscar

It’s a pleasure to meet you too,” Amelia greeted as she shook

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