There was a shrewd gleam in Renee’s eyes, and it was obvious her mind was racing to make sense of


    all the information Yulia had given her.


    “You can’t say that. Both the Hunt and Everheart families were developing in Beach City and both


    families always helped each other. There weren’t any big conflicts of interest. Even if they became


    distant because of your brother’s incident, they never meddled in each other’s business. I think that the


    Hunt family’s rapid development was mainly caused by their own efforts.”


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    “That’s true.” Renee’s gaze softened. “After all, the Hunt family were the only ones who helped my


    family when they went bankrupt that year. Besides, Grandpa arranged a marriage between Stefan and


    I because he believed that the Hunt family were the only ones who could truly take care of me. If they


    really were my parents’ murderers, Grandpa would have never let me marry into the family.”


    Renee did suspect the Hunt family that year, but she quickly eliminated that option because of Stefan’s


    grandfather. She chose to trust the Hunt family unconditionally.


    “So, forget about it. Stop dwelling on it. You’re having a very good life now, so there’s no need to keep


    bringing up the past. We should look ahead instead…” Yulia knew that she couldn’t change Renee’s


    mind, but it didn’t stop her from trying.


    Sometimes the truth was a double-edged sword – though it could provide rity, it could also bring one


    grief.


    “Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.” Renee forced a smile onto her face.


    She had to prepare herself to ept the truth, regardless of the consequences.


    The coffee beans were almost ground. Renee meticulously brewed a cup of coffee for Stefan based on


    the temperature, richness, and sweetness that Stefan was used to.


    Stefan was sitting in the garden. He was tapping his foot on the ground, seemingly impatient. When he


    heard footsteps behind him, he heaved a sigh of relief as if he was a child waiting for school to end.


    “What took you so long?” He tried to sound casual, but the displeasure in his voice was clear. He had


    been waiting for her instead of that cup of coffee. He didn’t know when he had started to rely on her,


    but now, she made him feel safe.


    “Don’t you know that good thingse to those who wait? Of course, a good cup of coffee needs


    some time to brew.” She handed the steaming cup of coffee to him and said confidently, “I know you’ll


    love it.”


    “Are you that confident?” Stefan was an extremely picky person, and did not think that the coffee she


    made would suit his taste. However, the second he took a sip, his eyes widened in shock. The familiar


    taste coated his tongue, and the fog in his head seemed to disappear.


    Incredulity dawned on him. “This coffee…”