Ethan Summer's hand tightened. He stared at Tara Summer, the stubbornness in her eyes making him squint.
He admitted, Tara was the one who was most like him—the temper, the stubbornness—almost an exact copy of him in his youth, even outshining her brother Zahir Summer by more than three times over.
However, it was a pity that she was not only a daughter but also not the eldest child of the Summer Family.
"Once you leave..." Ethan Summer spoke evenly, his mood unintelligible, as he maintained a stern face, "you can't come back."
"I won't come back!" Tara looked up, a smile lingering on the corner of her lips, resolute yet bitter, "Never ever come back!"
She held Josie Reed's hand, turning to her with a faint smile, "Mum, let's go back to our room to pack..."
She took her mother's hand and walked away. As she passed Victoria Saber, she paused to say, "Auntie, rest assured, we won't take anything from the Summer Family!"
