Sylvia rose early in the morning, determined to shed a few pounds. Failing to do so would mean enduring the hassle of picking out clothes and having the store measure her size, a process she found quite troublesome.

Around noon, Amelia set another table with nourishing dishes.

Seeing the spread, Sylvia was at a loss for words.

Just then, Eric's phone rang—it was Leopard, and he answered the call.

"Leopard."

"Mr. Johnson, are you in King City? Something happened to Mr. Gurth!"

Eric furrowed