My parents had also met through a blind date, aimed at a marriage that would benefit both families.


    The difference was that my grandparents, on both sides, were all wonderful people. Even though they arranged marriages for the sake of their family''s interests, they still prioritized looks and good character in their choice of partners.


    My mother was beautiful and elegant. She was once crowned Miss World and won a diving championship at the World Championships. She was also skilled in horseback riding and archery, and her equestrian business flourished nationwide. These were all achievements she earned by the time she was 25.


    My father was more average in appearance but was tall and had long legs. He studied abroad for three years and held an impressive degree. He was an honorary professor at a Vena League university and, in business, was already a billionaire by age 23.


    The two of them were a perfect match from the start. I heard that when they first met, they immediately exchanged flirtatious nces. By the next day, they eagerly met up and headed to a hotel.


    I had never once seen my parents have a serious falling out. Even when they argued, they always made up within a few hours.


    My father loved my mother deeply. When my mother struggled throughbor, shedding many tears, he was so heartbroken that, after I was born, he chose to undergo a vasectomy.


    My mother was so moved that she willingly stepped back from her business ventures to be my father''s supportive wife and focused on him. Our family was a model of harmony and happiness, a great example of a wealthy family.


    So, when I heard about other struggling families, I couldn''t help but feel sympathy. Gabrielle and I arrived at the room on the 12th floor. She then led me to the faulty faucet. I turned it on and immediately became speechless.


    "Miss, you didn''t open the main valve."


    "Main valve? What''s that?"


    Did she have no basic knowledge of how things worked? I figured that she must be a pampered heiress.


    I approached the main valve and exined, "This is the main valve. If you don''t want to use water, you turn it this way to close it. Turn it the other way to open it. Got it? I''ve turned it for you."


    I also exined the electrical panel and fire safety equipment to ensure that she understood.


    After listening, she looked enlightened. "Ordinary houses have so many details. I didn''t know that before."


    I took a deep breath. "It has nothing to do with being ordinary or not. It''ll have a main valve even if you live in a mansion."


    However, the main valve in mansions was usually located in the basement and was managed by a dedicated person.


    She covered her mouth andughed. "How do you know? You''ve never lived in a mansion."


    I opened my mouth to say something but ultimately decided not to argue with her.


    "Alright. I''ve fixed the faucet. I''ll be going now."


    "Wait a minute!"


    As I was about to leave, she caught up with me and pulled 200 dors from her wallet, pushing it into my hand. "You can''t leave


    empty-handed. Take this as a small token of my appreciation."


    "Wait. Aren''t you out of money? Why are you giving me 200 dors?"


    Normally, even if someone wanted to give a tip, they''d offer no more than 20 or 30 dors.


    She raised an eyebrow, lookingpletely justified, and said, "What needs to be given must be given.


    y isn''t saved. It''s eart


    It was true that money was hard to save, but the problem was that Gabrielle could


    barely afford food. How could she not save?


    People like Benjamin and Liam lived on very little each month, yet they made ends meet.


    If they were frugal, they wouldn''t go


    Sgry But because of her wameal.


    spending, she couldn''t afford a meal. So, I simply returned the money to her.


    "You should keep it for yourself. I can''t ept it."


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