Grace Sutton didn’t like Caleb Summers and his wife, Mindy Walsh. She especially disliked Mindy. Even though they were sisters-in-law, Mindy, the daughter of a deputy city bureau chief, was incredibly arrogant and looked down on Grace for her humble origins.
Sometimes when they ran into each other, Grace would greet Mindy, who would just pretend not to see her, leaving Grace feeling quite awkward.
When Caleb Summers saw Grace come out, he smiled, nodded, and greeted her. Mindy Walsh, however, didn’t even spare Grace a glance and walked straight into the villa.
The moment she stepped into the courtyard, Mindy was stunned by how cool it was.
"You actually have air conditioning running in the courtyard?" Caleb Summers asked in amazement. "That’s such a waste of electricity!"
Caleb then noticed the large vegetable patch in the front yard, which was teeming with all sorts of produce. He exclaimed, "Why did you plant so many vegetables here? You must never be short of things to eat."
Nina Walsh curled her lip and muttered, "You’re running the AC in the courtyard just for some plants? That’s an incredible waste of electricity. There’s a national power shortage, you know. You’re being so selfish!"
"The house runs on solar panels. We don’t use the city grid, so nothing’s being wasted," Melody Summers replied calmly from the doorway. "Uncle, Aunt, please come in."
Nina Walsh’s face burned with embarrassment. She shot Melody a resentful glare.
Caleb Summers had married into the Walsh family, which was why Nina took her mother’s surname. Influenced by her parents from a young age, Nina had always looked down on the poor relatives on her father’s side, including her cousin Melody.
Later, when Melody got into a prestigious university while Nina only managed to get into a regular one, her dislike for Melody only intensified.
When Caleb Summers and Mindy Walsh saw Melody, they exchanged a glance, a flicker of delight in their eyes. Caleb smiled and said, "It’s Melody, isn’t it? It’s been so long. Look how much you’ve grown."
Melody gave a polite nod and turned to let the three of them inside.
Caleb Summers sized up the villa’s decor, inwardly astonished. ’This must have cost a fortune.’
The inside was also perfectly cool. A delicate fruit platter sat in the living room, laden with fresh peaches and sliced pineapple. Caleb’s family of three stared, their eyes wide. These days, what ordinary family could still afford to eat fruit?
"Have a seat." Grandma, who had been on the sofa the entire time, watched them enter with a neutral expression.
Ever since Caleb had married into the Walsh family, he’d refused to contact his own family. When Nina was born, Grandma had brought a gift to the Walsh residence to visit Mindy and the baby, but Caleb had stopped her at the door. He didn’t want his in-laws to see his own mother from the countryside.
Grandma had traveled all that way, yet Caleb wouldn’t even let her in. Left with no choice, she could only take her gift and leave by herself. The incident had saddened her for a long time.
In all these years, Caleb had never once come home to visit his mother, as if that would erase his rural background.
"Miss Lowell, you’re here as well," Caleb said politely upon seeing her.
"Yes," Miss Lowell replied. She knew all about Caleb’s behavior over the years, but she felt it wasn’t her place to meddle in the Summers family’s affairs. After the brief greeting, she turned and went to the kitchen to prepare the meal.
"It’s hot out there. Have something to drink," Grace said, bringing over a pitcher of chilled orange juice. It had been freshly squeezed that morning and kept in an ice bucket.
Caleb’s family stared at the pitcher in shock. Mindy couldn’t stop herself from blurting out, "Fruit is so hard to come by now, and you’re willing to just squeeze it into juice?! That’s so wasteful!"
Hearing this, Grandma calmly replied, "We have a few fruit trees in the yard. It’s enough for our family."
Caleb’s family cast aside any pretense of being reserved. They each took a large gulp. The ice-cold juice, with its sweet and intense citrus fragrance, washed away all the weariness from their journey in a single glass.
After finishing their glasses, the three of them wanted more, eyeing the remaining juice in the glass pitcher with some embarrassment. Grace didn’t make an issue of it and simply refilled their glasses.
Mindy watched Grace, a pang of jealousy rising in her heart.


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