“But building roads is the government's responsibility,” Una said, confused. “Why did the Jarvis family have to get involved?”
“Building a road requires land,” Jonas explained. “There are always troublemakers who try to block progress and demand an
exorbitant payout. The Jarvis family was the only one who could handle people like that.”
“No wonder the Jarvis family is so respected in C-City,” Jenny said, enlightened. “They've done so much for the people here.”
“The list of things they've done for this city is endless,” Jonas laughed. “My dad was transferred here for three years when | was in
middle school, so | spent those years here. You heard stories about them all the time. In the hearts of C-City’s residents, the Jarvis
family is on a pedestal.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“It's true,” Una mused. “At first, sof the parents were hesitant to send their children here, but as soon as they heard it was a
Jarvis family manor, they werepletely at ease.”
Sylvia and Gabriel walked behind the others, listening to their conversation. Sylvia couldn't help but smile. “They have no idea the
very people they're talking about are walking right behind them.”
“The Jarvis family is what it is today because of the contributions of every generation,” Gabriel said in a low voice. “I've done the
least.”
Sylvia's expression turned serious. “No. Others may not see it, but | know how much you've done. Your ancestors worked for C-
City, but you... you work for something much bigger.”
Gabriel's steps faltered for a fraction of a second. He turned to look at the girl half a step behind him, his handsface dappled
with the shadows of leaves, his expression unreadable. “I don’t care what others think. As long as you understand.”
He turned and continued up the path, but Sylvia froze in place. It took her a moment to hurry and catch up, by which point he was
already several stone steps ahead.
In mid-April, the mountains were lush and green. From a low peak, they could see the area's most famous sight ahead: a sprawling
purple bamboo forest. It looked like a sea of green, and when the wind blew, the leaves rippled in magnificent, spectacular waves.
Their destination was a mountain next to the forest called Cloud Mount, which was said to have the best sunset views. If they
timed it right, they would reach the summit just as the sun was setting.
Further on, they entered a grove of towering ginkgo trees. The leaves were so dense that even at the brightest tof the
afternoon, the forest floor was cool and dim.
Jenny spun around, looking up. “This place must be absolutely stunning in the fall when the leaves turn yellow.” She looked back at
the group with a smile. “Let's make a pact, okay? We'll alle back here in the autumn.”
Artists, at their core, were hopeless romantics.
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