"Well, Felicia's mother must have had a hard time coming here with all that olive oil she brought us. What would be a good gift for her? Should we give her that Silence store in Welsington City?" Mom asked.
"Please don't…" I quickly stopped her, explaining that I hadn't revealed my wealth and had no intention of doing so.
"At the end of the day, it's still uncertain whether Felicia and I would end up together. We're just in the early stages of dating, so don't do anything grand. Besides, even if you give them the store, they wouldn't know how to manage it."
Mom felt rather comforted by my words. "Will, you've really become much more mature and dependable now. It seems that sending you to study in Welsington City was the right decision.
"You wouldn't believe how crazy some of the children of wealthy families who went abroad have gotten. They're partying non-stop, and two of them have even had kids!"
After a short pause, she continued, "How about this—give me her contact info. I'll send some professionals to her hometown to help with land planning and reforms. That way, she won't end up with an empty harvest this year and can make some money."
I thought that it was a great idea, so I immediately agreed.
Although Mom said it was just to avoid an empty harvest, I knew that with her involvement, Felicia's family was bound to make a decent profit this year.
That evening, I brought the pickles back to the dorm and shared some with Benjamin and the others.
Matthew found them tasty and insisted on giving some to Isabelle.
I was worried Isabelle might judge me for them, but to my surprise, she didn't. Instead, she sent me a message to thank me. That slightly changed my impression of Isabelle for the better.
The next day, I arrived at the resort early in the morning.
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