"We needed to comprehend not only what others could achieve, but also what they couldn't. We were exposed to a wealth of knowledge. As a result, we grew up to be more arrogant, lonely, and rebellious.”

People like them from really rich families had a hard life.

They might seem to lead carefree, Luxurious lives, but the hardships they faced were often unimaginable to ordinary people.

That was why they looked forward to growing up and becoming independent, so they could enjoy life on their own terms, free from their parent's control.

“I see. It's Like two extremes." Maggie Looked at Sanford.

She could picture Sanford as a child, sitting quietly in the room, studying while casting longing glances at the birds soaring outside.

He must have yearned to grow like those birds, unburdened and content, instead of being forced to learn all kinds of skills.

She felt sympathy for him for no reason.

Ordinary people had their own troubles.

The rich were no exception.

Life was a challenge for all.

Looking at Maggie's soft eyes, Sanford was certain his words had resonated with her.

His eyes lingered on her red lips, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

He yearned for the familiar sweetness of her lips.

He wished for a fresh start with her.

Sanford gently held Maggie's chin, tilting his head down gradually.

Engulfed in a surreal haze, Maggie was lost in the mesmerizing depths of Sanford's eyes. The breaths they shared entwined and danced in the space between them, teasing her senses.

Her lids grew heavy, drawn into a magnetic surrender, while her mind swirled in a delicious chaos of thoughts and emotions. Her heart, playing the timid captain, stood helpless against the alluring storm.

The rude intrusion of the doorbell, however, cleaved through the serene silence.

The spell shattered, ripping Sanford and Maggie back to reality.

Maggie's eyes sprung open as she recoiled, hastily pushing Sanford away. Heat rose to her ears in a telling blush.

“Someone's... um... I need to go."