Chapter 190

Sunlight streamed into the room, and the person in bed suddenly opened her eyes. Glancing at the clock, she saw it was already a quarter past nine.

Zuri got out of bed, hurriedly dressed, and walked to the window, where she saw Nolan and Adam surrounded by a group of elderly men and women. Watching the two of them awkwardly fending off the seniors, a smile unknowingly crept onto her lips.

She opened the door and instinctively looked towards the sofa—empty.

"Zuri, come over and have breakfast."

Hearing the voice, Zuri looked towards the kitchen. Owen stood at the doorway, wearing an apron and holding a spatula, his handsome face adorned with a warm smile.

"I'm frying eggs. By the time you've washed up, breakfast will be ready."

Seeing her stand there without moving, Owen spoke again, "Hurry up."

He waved the spatula in his hand, urging her on.

Zuri walked into the bathroom, splashed water on her face to wake herself up. She gazed at her reflection in the mirror, her fingers lightly tracing her cheek. The terrifying scar from her past life was gone, but... She placed her hand over her heart, where the scar still ran deep.

Sitting at the table, she looked at the lavish breakfast spread before her as Owen placed a plate of fried eggs in front of her.

"Eat up! I spent all morning..." Owen began, but when he met her clear, bright eyes, he swallowed his words and quickly corrected himself, "...bought it all downstairs."

"This is too much," Zuri remarked.

Owen smiled, "It's fine. If you can't finish, there's always me. And if worse comes to worst, those two downstairs can help."

Zuri sipped the porridge. It was warm, at just the right temperature, clearly timed perfectly by the person across from her.

She bit into a bun, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

These were from the bun shop she used to frequent—a place known for its fresh, juicy meat buns that were large and inexpensive.

She took another sip of soy milk, freshly ground, with a familiar taste.

All these breakfast items were exactly to her taste.

Zuri lowered her eyes slightly, her heart stirred just a little. She looked up at Owen, "Let them come up and eat with us."

"Don't worry about them; they're grown men. We'll eat our breakfast," Owen waved dismissively, showing no concern for his two brothers.

"Call them."

Seeing her insistence, Owen didn't argue further and dialed Nolan's number.

Downstairs, the two men were surrounded by a group of elderly folks, being scrutinized from head to toe.

"Oh my! Such a fine young man."

"How old are you, son? What do you do for a living? How many people in your family?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"I have a granddaughter—she's beautiful and a flight attendant. I think you two would be a perfect match. Let me give you her contact information. You youngsters should talk more."

"Don't dodge, young man! Auntie's talking to you. My niece is really great, just right for you."

...

Nolan and Adam tried to leave, but no matter where they went, a group of enthusiastic seniors followed, eager to matchmake.

After receiving Owen's call, the two quickly escaped. If they didn't leave now, they might never get away.

Upstairs, the four siblings sat around the simple dining table, eating breakfast.

Owen looked at his two older brothers and his sister.

How long had it been since they last sat down together like this for breakfast? This scene used to be common in their childhood, but after their sister was lost, everything at home changed.

Now, they could finally return to how things used to be.

Despite having been up all night, Nolan and Adam showed no signs of fatigue, still exuding their usual dignified demeanor.

After breakfast, Zuri invited the three of them to sit on the sofa, while she sat alone on the single chair opposite them. Her gaze swept over the three men.

She had met all three of them before, and she even had a good relationship with two of them.

She had never imagined that one day the people she admired from afar would turn out to be her family, and even more so, she never thought that one day they would all appear before her at the same time.

"Though we share the same blood, we grew up in completely different environments."

"You received the best education and learned the manners of nobility, while I grew up in the slums, where I had to lie, cheat, and steal to survive. I could beg on the streets or fight dogs for food."

"Your environment shaped your superior thinking and broad vision, while my environment didn't allow me to reach your level of thought and vision."

"Right now, perhaps out of guilt, you might tolerate my flaws and bad habits unconditionally. But I know, everyone's tolerance has a limit."

"One day, when you can no longer tolerate my shortcomings, my roughness, or my failure to fit into your high society, when that day comes, you will feel disdain and dissatisfaction."

"When that day arrives, what will I do?"

"We are not from the same world. Forcing myself into your world will only bring pain to us all. Instead of that, why not not start at all?"

"Things are fine the way they are now. I live my life, and you live yours. As long as we know that the other is doing well, isn't that better?"

"Distance creates beauty, doesn't it?"

Zuri smiled at the three of them.

The three men remained silent.

Entering a world that doesn't belong to you, a world where you don't fit, in the end, only leads to scars and pain.

Once was enough for such an experience.

Owen opened his mouth to say something, but Nolan spoke first, "Alright."

Seeing his agreement, Zuri smiled in relief.

"But you must promise me one thing."

"What is it?"

"Come back to the capital with me and meet someone. Once you've met her, you can decide whether to stay or leave."

Zuri thought for a moment and then nodded in agreement, "Okay."

That afternoon, the four of them boarded a private jet and flew directly to the capital.

At the same time, upon hearing the news, Azura was both happy and worried, thinking that Zuri was preparing to acknowledge her family.

Azura stood on the second floor, hearing movement downstairs, and eagerly ran out, only to see her uncle leading a group of people inside. She hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping herself.

By evening, after everyone had left, Azura cautiously peeked into the study.

"What is it? Speak!" Leo was processing documents, not even looking up.

"Uncle, um... Zuri has found her family." Azura spoke slowly.

Leo abruptly lifted his head, "When? Where is she now?"

"She should have arrived in the capital by now. You'll never guess who her real family is," Azura said smugly.

"Stop beating around the bush. Spit it out."

Seeing her uncle's serious expression, Azura didn't dare provoke him further and obediently replied, "Her brother is Nolan."

"What?!"

Leo shot up from his seat.