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From Games to Genuine Love

2026-03-04

"What's the big deal about giving the pocket watch to Whitney, Daniel?" My sister Mindy's voice was tinged with impatience as she shielded Whitney behind her. "It's just an old watch—do you really want to ruin the engagement party over it?" Whitney's eyes were red, and she looked on the verge of tears. "Daniel, I just like it so much, that's all. I don't mean anything else. Please don't fight with Mindy..." "That's all?" I let out a cold laugh, pulled out my phone, and played the recording. Her calculating voice echoed through the Banquet Hall instantly: "Once I get the pocket watch, I'll stir up trouble to make them break up. Then the position of Mrs. Lewis will be mine!" Whitney's face turned deathly pale, but Mindy still refused to back down. "Even if she was wrong, you should have given in to her! If the Scott Family hold us accountable, can you take the responsibility?" "I can't take the responsibility, but I'll never compromise with Grandpa's family heirloom!" I clenched the pocket watch tightly, my knuckles whitening. Just then, Sophia burst in wearing a bright red dress, her eyes as cold as frost. "Daniel, are you making me humiliate myself in public for her sake?" "Sophia, let me explain..." "No need for explanations," she cut me off, her tone resolute. "Either give me the pocket watch, or call off the engagement. You choose." I stared at her determined face, then glanced at Whitney and Mindy behind her—one feigning innocence, the other unyielding. Suddenly, I laughed. "Do you really think this is just about a pocket watch and an engagement?"收起

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Chapter 1 of "From Games to Genuine Love"

The crystal chandeliers in the Banquet Hall glittered resplendently, each strand of crystals casting delicate shards of light that left one slightly dazzled. The air was permeated with the sweet freshness of champagne and the rich aroma of roses, two fragrances entwined yet unable to quell the faint murmurs threading through the room, like slender needles quietly piercing this ostensibly perfect engagement banquet. "The engagement banquet is about to begin—why, then, has Sophia Scott yet to arrive?" A lady clad in a pink gown held a champagne glass, leaning close to whisper in her companion's ear. "Who can say? I heard she has fallen out with Daniel Lewis, apparently over a pocket watch." The companion raised an eyebrow, his voice thick with gossip. "A pocket watch? What sort of watch could provoke such anger from the Scott Family's eldest lady?" "I'm not sure, but it seems to be the Lewis Family's heirloom—an antique pocket watch." I stood in the corner of the banquet hall, fingertips clutching the antique pocket watch nestled within my suit's inner pocket, my fingerpads tracing the cool gilt patterns again and again. The patterns were raised and intricate, engraved with a complex lotus vine motif. It was a piece bequeathed by my grandfather himself, a cherished heirloom of the Lewis Family, bearing the weight of family memories and traditions—how could it be given away so lightly? "Daniel, what is the matter with you?" A voice tinged with reproach came from behind. I turned to see my cousin Mindy Lewis approaching in ten-centimeter heels, the crimson hem of her dress swaying lightly with each step.

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