After five minutes, she finally picked up the card, grabbed her handbag, and left. Everyone has a sense of curiosity deep inside.


    "Miss President, are you heading out?" her secretary asked, noticing her hurried demeanor. But there wasn''t anything else on her schedule today.


    "Yes. If anythinges up, postpone it. I''m going out," Reba replied.


    She drove to the address written on the card.


    It was a garden vi, with fresh flowers blooming all around. From the soil''s color, it was clear these flowers had been transnted recently.


    What was Mio nning by asking her toe to this vi? Reba was filled with questions, but as she approached, the iron gate opened automatically.


    Curiosity pushed her forward. To her surprise, all the flowers in the garden were species she loved. There was even a swing, elegantly ced, as if inviting her to sit and sway in the sunlight.


    She could already imagine how wonderful it would be to sit there, basking in the warmth of the sun.


    The vi was built halfway up the mountain, where the air was fresh. At night, one could hear the chirping of insects, and in the early morning, birds would take flight.


    The front door of the vi was tightly shut. She wasn''t sure if Mio was inside. Standing before the keypad lock, she entered her birthday.


    The door opened.


    It seemed no one was inside. The floor was covered with white rose petals, and colorful balloons floated around. The interior was decorated warmly and romantically.


    What on earth was Mio up to? Reba stepped carefully on the rose petals, moving forward. Suddenly, she stepped on something.


    In an instant, the room lit up. Warm lights flickered on, romantic music began to y, and a projection appeared on the wall.


    It was a collection of sketches and photos.


    The protagonist of these pictures was her-kneeling in a garden, wearing a blue dress, surrounded by fireflies, looking like a princess from a fairy tale.


    In another, she wore her hair in a ponytail, her dress fluttering, her face lit with joy.


    There were also sketches of her smiling softly, holding Momo.


    She had no idea when Mio had taken these photos or how he''d managed to draw so many detailed sketches of her.


    If he truly didn''t care about her, how could he have captured her every expression so intricately?


    An inexplicable feeling stirred in her chest. Mio was a bad person, and bad people deserved a bad ending. Yet, at this moment, her heart felt heavy.


    Suddenly, she heard his voice. Startled, Reba flinched, but she quickly realized it was a pre-recorded message.


    "Hello, my dearest Reba," his voice was light and cheerful.


    "This is the surprise I''ve prepared for you. I told you before-I wanted to build a home with you. Maybe you won''t believe this, but from the moment I first saw you, I knew you were the one.


    Before you, I never believed in love at first sight. But after meeting you, I realized it wasn''t a myth.


    I''ll never forget the moment I saw you in that garden. You were like an angel who had descended to earth. My heart was instantly shaken.


    Perhaps it sounds exaggerated, but only I can understand that feeling. No words can truly describe it.


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    The days I''ve spent with you have been the happiest of my life. For the first time, I understood what happiness really means.


    After much thought, I''ve realized that you are the person I want to spend my life with. I see you as my partner.


    And partners should be honest with each other. That''s why I feel it''s necessary to tell you everything about me. Please forgive me for not being able to say this to your face- I can only share it with you this way."


    His voice grew lower. Reba felt like he must have recorded this in a very quiet room.


    "You once asked about my family. Back then, I didn''t dare to tell you because my origins are not honorable-they''re filthy.


    My father was a child adopted by the Walsh family. He was a good man, a very good man, but he shouldn''t have fallen in love with my mother.


    My mother... was a gambler. She was addicted to gambling. At first, the Walsh family helped her, paying off her debts multiple times.


    She always promised to change, but she repeatedly broke their trust. Finally, one day, the Walsh family had had enough. They forced her and my father to divorce.


    My father, loyal to the Walsh family, divorced her. But secretly, he left the family and worked to earn money for her. She rued massive debts, and to repay them, she did anything-even selling her body.


    It started with gambling, but eventually, she got involved in drugs and... other things. She seemed to lose her mind entirely.


    As for me... I still don''t know who my biological father is.


    My father treated me as his own and brought me back to the Walsh family. My mother was pushed to her death by debt collectors, and after burying her, my father took his own life.


    Though he entrusted the Walsh family to care for me, as a child, I was still looked down upon by my peers. They used the filthiest words to insult and humiliate me.


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    I swore that one day I would rise above them and make them look up to me. I refused to let myself fall into despair. Instead, I worked harder, outperforming children my age in every way.


    The Walsh family''s leaders began to notice me. Fate gave me an opportunity. The head of our family had gone missing, and they needed someone capable to be a candidate for the position.


    I knew that ''candidate'' was just a ceholder. Mr. Grant promised me that once I turned eighteen, I could inherit the family''s leadership.


    At the time, I was thrilled. I worked even harder to prove myself. But before I turned eighteen, the family head returned, shattering all my hopes.


    If I had never experienced sunlight, I wouldn''t have cared about the darkness. But after


    being given hope, only to have it destroyed, I fell into despair for a while.


    I didn''t want to live under others'' feet anymore. I pulled myself together and, after graduating, joined thepany.


    In our family, women hold the highest power. For a man to seed, he must pay a greater price. I worked tirelessly, studying and pursuing business opportunities to prove my abilities.


    I even resorted to unscrupulous means, making women fall in love with me so they''d willingly give me resources.


    I know I''m despicable. But I was just a seed in the dirt. If I didn''t fight for myself, no one would help me rise.


    Step by step, I climbed higher, finally reaching within sight of the finish line. You were myst goal.


    I''m sorry, Reba. At first, I approached you only to secure the contract. But I never expected to truly fall in love with you.


    I want to build a home with you-a warm and happy one. Whether or not you give me the contract, I''ve decided that just having you is enough.


    I''m sorry that I''m not as perfect as you imagined. My background is disgusting, and my heart is even uglier.


    But you gave me sunshine. I love you-perhaps more than I ever thought possible. Can you ept someone as filthy as me?"