Chapter 192 A Gold Mine

• Returning to Bronze Creek, a sudden wave of boredom engulfed me. Opting for a brief nap, I headed towards my room, only to be interrupted by my father's call, inviting me to join him for a stroll in the garden. As we walked in silence, a sense of estrangement settled between us.
• Longing for the familiarity of the past, I found myself confronted by the stark reality of how much has changed. My father, seeking insight into Paul's treatment of me, initiated a conversation that demanded careful navigation. I chose my words meticulously, withholding the more horrific details of Paul's actions from my father's knowledge.
• Emphasizing Paul's perpetual busyness and his unwavering commitment to ensuring my well-being was in line with our family standing, I watched as my father nodded in acknowledgement, eventually falling into a contemplative silence. Reaching the pool, he paused to observe the ripples dancing across the water.