She was determined to pursue him. Duncan regarded the courageous girl before him. Her confident and assertive demeanor appealed to him, yet he couldn’t bring himself to reciprocate her feelings. Deep down, he sensed that she wasn’t the person he truly desired.
“We all have the freedom to like whomever we choose. You can do what you want, Ms. Harmon, but please don’t go home crying to your family, seeking to have your elders teach me a lesson if you get hurt.”
Duncan felt it necessary to reject Lily’s affections openly, hoping to prepare her for the possibility of disappointment and to discourage any thoughts of pressuring him through their parents. The one who could have influenced him was no longer alive.
Lily smiled. “Don’t worry, I’m not that type of person.”
Duncan stood up and asked, “Do you still want to take a stroll? Let’s go for another lap before heading back to the house to rest. We have a banquet to attend tonight.”
Although he had no intention of accompanying his mother to the banquet, he felt obligated to attend with her and Lily to present a united front. However, he would never acknowledge Lily as his girlfriend, as they weren’t officially together yet.
He wondered if Liberty—No, not Liberty; he was curious if Sonny would join the adults at the banquet that evening.
Time flew by, and soon it was evening. Serenity asked her sister once more, but after Liberty firmly declined, she finally gave up trying to persuade her to attend the banquet.
In Zachary’s hilltop villa, he picked out a lovely yet somewhat conservative dress from the wardrobe and handed it to Serenity.
“I told you Liberty wouldn’t want to go,” he remarked.
After giving her the gown, he gently added, “You don’t need to rush to pull Liberty into the social circle. Just let things unfold naturally.”