Blurb：
Reagan Green practices piano in her pink princess dress while her mother, Director Shaw, watches with pride—until an unknown number shatters their peace. A multimedia message reveals Mario Green, Reagan's father, intimately vacationing with his subordinate Mindy Taylor on a white sandy beach under azure skies. As Mindy Taylor sends taunting texts and voice messages mocking Director Shaw's cooking, the facade of Mario Green's business trip to M Country crumbles. Can Director Shaw shield Reagan Green from the truth while facing Mindy Taylor's cruel games? Dive into this emotional saga of betrayal, family bonds, and hidden secrets.
Content：
At half past six in the evening, faint piano music drifted through the living room.I sat on the sofa, my fingertips gently tapping along with the melody, my eyes fixed on the back of my daughter, Reagan Green.
She wore a pink princess dress, her small body held straight and upright, her hands diligently dancing across the black and white piano keys, each note filled with the tender effort of childhood.
At that moment, the mobile phone resting on the coffee table suddenly lit up.
The glow from the screen was especially noticeable in the dim living room, interrupting Reagan's performance.
She stopped playing and turned back to me with a puzzled look: "Mom, is that a message from Dad?"
My heart skipped a beat as I reached out to take the mobile phone.
The screen showed a multimedia message from an unknown number, without any accompanying text.
I took a deep breath, my fingertips trembling slightly as I clicked to open it.
In the next moment, the glaring image instantly filled the entire screen.
Beneath the azure sky stretched a white sandy beach and an endless sea.
Mario Green wore a white short-sleeved shirt, his skin sun-darkened; his arm was intimately draped over a woman's shoulder. They smiled brightly at the camera, but that smile cut through me like a sharp blade.
That woman was none other than Mario Green's subordinate, Mindy Taylor.
She wore a red slip dress, her makeup flawless, leaning against Mario Green so intimately it was almost painfully conspicuous.
Before I could even collect my thoughts, a second message appeared, again from that unknown number. This time it was a text, the sender identified as Mindy Taylor: "Director Shaw, look, Mario and I are enjoying ourselves so much in M Country. The sunshine and beaches here are far more comfortable than at home."
My fingers tightened slightly around the mobile phone, my knuckles turning white.
Reagan was still waiting for my reply; I couldn't let her notice anything amiss.
I slowly lifted my head, suppressing the turmoil within, stroked her hair, and forced a gentle smile: "It's not Daddy, it's just a spam message." Don't get distracted, keep practicing the piano. When you're done, Mom will make your favorite strawberry cake.
Reagan's eyes lit up, immediately casting aside the earlier distraction. She turned around excitedly, placing her small hands back on the piano keys: "Really? When Mom says something, she means it!"
"Of course I do." I smiled and nodded, but my gaze involuntarily drifted toward the mobile phone screen.
The scene just now felt like a thorn stabbing into my heart, causing a dull ache.
I quietly rose, walked out to the balcony, set my mobile phone to silent, and placed it in the drawer.
The evening breeze, carrying the chill of dusk, brushed against my face, slightly easing the restlessness in my heart.
Leaning against the balcony railing, I gazed at the distant, slowly setting sun, my heart awash with conflicting emotions.
Mario Green had been away on a business trip for nearly a week. Before leaving, he said the company had an important project to discuss in M Country, and he had specially promised Reagan he would bring her back a shell bracelet.
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