This evening, as a representative of entrepreneurs of the star companies in LA, Tristan attended a meeting with the officers of the city government to entertain some visiting officers from Columbia.

He introduced some of their experiences in business development and operation. He came home much later than he usually did.

As he entered the house, it was quiet in the living room.

He went to the kitchen to get a drink. The light in the kitchen was on. Under the soft light, a familiar figure was busying themselves with something in front of the oven. “Kate…” he called gently.

“Hey, Tristan. You are back?” Daisy turned back and greeted...