A boy held out his hand. A hand wrapped around the boy’s waist.

Seeming to hear a joke, the boy smiled brightly.

Soon, the scenery changed.

The boy smiled radiantly and spoke over the phone. “Yes, I’ll be there soon…”

“Boss, Young Miss Tatiana is here. Should I let her in?”

The sudden announcement from a secretary snapped Amell from his thoughts.

Tatiana? Why was she here?

Amell’s brows arched, not realizing that his unusual happiness for Tatiana had already dissipated.

He leaned back against the sofa and casually responded, “Let her in.”

Immediately, Amell’s thoughts began to spin again, leading him back to his reverie.

“Big Brother Amell,” the...