Back at the Vandeuler residence, Emily took it upon herself to ensure that Ariana had plenty to eat.
It seemed that her daughter wasn't taking proper care of herself, so Emily made sure to compensate for it by preparing a substantial meal.
After breakfast, Ariana made her way to the company, where she waited in her father's office. As she gazed out of the window, memories of the past flooded her mind.
She remembered how, in the past, she would often visit this office and sit in her father's chair, playfully pretending to be the boss.
Her father entered the office, closing the door behind him. He looked at Ariana with a questioning gaze, clearly concerned.
"Ariana?" he inquired. "Is everything alright with my sweetheart?"
Ariana offered a sad smile and gently led her father to the couches in the office.
"What is it?" Jonathan asked once more, his worry evident as he observed his daughter's downcast expression.
