“Meghan, you’ve been in Las Vegas for seven years. You're still engaged in San Francisco and the Harrison Family is pressing you to get married. Do you think you can come back and get married?

“If you have found true love in Las Vegas, I will ask your father to talk to the Harrison Family. It does not matter if you give them some compensation, but at least cancel the engagement.”

Meghan looked haggard and lay numbly on the big bed, staring at the ceiling motionlessly.

It was dead silent.

The person on the other end of the phone sighed and was about to hang up, but Meghan, who had been silent the whole time, slowly sat up.

She ruffled her messy long hair and spoke in a hoarse voice, “No need, I will go back to San Francisco for marriage.”

Meghan’s mother's breathing stagnated and she asked back in disbelief, “Don’t you have someone you love? How, how could you agree to...."

Meghan continued the conversation calmly, “It's hard to explain right now. Please wait until I come back and I'll tell you in detail. 

“In San Francisco, let the Rollins and Harrison families prepare for the wedding first. Once I finish the things at hand, I will leave for San Francisco immediately.”

After saying that, she hung up the phone. At the same time, a tear rolled down from her eye socket, soaking the white sheets.

Meghan wiped away her tears, took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

The hustle and bustle outside instantly poured into the quiet lounge.

That grand event was the twentieth birthday party that Arman Mccarthy and Sean Haynes competed to host for Shirley David.

He chartered an entire cruise ship and invited all the celebrities and dignitaries in Las Vegas, just to pave the way for Shirley.

The noisy voices and fierce drum beats tore at Meghan's eardrums. Her eyes shuttled between the elegantly dressed people and finally stopped at one place.

The elegant and noble man held a glass of champagne and hugged the girl around the waist and kissed her as if no one was around.

It was Arman and Shirley.

Meghan searched again.

Fortunately, Sean was not there. If she had seen that scene, it would have been a bloody hell.

During the lingering moment, Shirley raised her eyes and met Meghan's gaze.

She pretended to be shy and pushed Arman away, straightened her messy collar, picked up a glass of juice and trotted up the stairs holding up her skirt.

“Meghan, have you rested enough? Come, have a glass of juice. I know you are not in good health and cannot drink alcohol, so I specially made orange juice for you.”

Shirley regardlessly put the juice towards Meghan's mouth. Her plump red lips, which were slightly swollen from being sucked, opened and closed, stimulating Meghan's eyes.

Meghan turned her head away calmly.

“Take it away. I don’t want to drink it.”

Shirley timidly grabbed the hem of her skirt, her face showing panic as if she had made a mistake.

“Meghan, you would not be so cold to me before. Did I do something wrong to make you angry?”

“You think too much.” Meghan was not interested in playing along with her, so she turned around to leave impatiently, but Shirley grabbed her wrist.

Meghan struggled but failed to break free.

“If you want to pretend to be pitiful and gain sympathy, go find Arman and Sean. I won’t buy it and I'll find it disgusting.”

Meghan glanced at Shirley indifferently, brushed her hand away coldly and was about to leave.

The crisp sound of the cup breaking startled Meghan and the juice splashed on her high heels, feeling a little cool.

She turned around in panic, only to see Shirley tilted and fell on her back.

Meghan subconsciously reached out to help, but Shirley pushed her back, causing her to fall completely due to her force.

The broken glass pierced into Shirley's body and she rolled down the stairs one step at a time, her heart-wrenching screams echoing throughout the banquet hall.

The sudden change plunged the cruise ship into silence.

Arman's expression suddenly changed. He rushed over in two or three steps and hugged Shirley, who was covered in blood, losing his usual composure and self-control.

Sean, who had just walked down the red carpet, saw that scene as soon as he entered the room and his eyes were bloodshot.

Seeing Shirley covered in injuries and being hugged by his love rival Arman, Sean became even more angry.

He looked around, his eyes fell on Meghan's face and an ambiguous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Meghan frowned and was about to speak, but unexpectedly Sean raised his hand and slapped her.

“Meghan, are you so jealous of Shirley that you have to do that at such an important moment in her life?”

The burning pain accompanied by the rapid swelling of the skin and flesh made Meghan a little dazed. At that time, she was pushed by the furious Sean.

“I’m asking you a question, are you mute? That is a crime of intentional injury, Meghan, if you want to go to jail, just tell me and I'll grant your wish!”

Arman blew on Shirley's wound with heartache, raised his head and looked at Meghan unhappily.

“Meghan, I thought you were always sensible and understanding. What you did this time was really bad. I am really disappointed in you.”

He frowned and looked at the waiter beside him and said sternly, “Let the yacht dock immediately. Has the ambulance arrived?”

Shirley timidly tugged at Arman's sleeve. “Don’t bother with that, Arman. Just let the medical staff take care of the wound. 

“This cruise ship banquet today was carefully prepared for me by you and Sean. I don’t want to ruin your kindness.”

Arman was stunned for a moment.

Sean heard that, the anger on his face disappeared instantly. He squatted down and scratched Shirley's chin.

“Listen to Shirley. My personal doctor is on the yacht with me. I'll call him over now, okay?”

Shirley nodded obediently.

The assistant led the private doctor in through the crowd, holding the Best Actor Trophy that Sean had just won.

“Ms. David, that is the first Best Actor Award that Mr. Haynes has won. He specifically asked me to give the trophy to you.”

Shirley covered her mouth in pretended surprise, shook Sean's arm and said softly, “I like it so much, Sean. Thank you, you are so good to me.”

Arman picked up Shirley and looked at the private doctor.

“Come to my lounge.”

With Sean's permission, the private doctor hurriedly followed Arman.

Before Sean left, he stared at Meghan for a few seconds with a dark look, full of threats and warnings.

The guests left.

Meghan stood there in a daze, the words of Sean's assistant echoing in her ears. She suddenly recalled that many years ago, Sean had just entered the entertainment industry and was full of youthful vigor.

“Meghan, you must wait for me to bring you the Best Actor Trophy.”

At that time, the person who was regarded as a treasure by Arman and Sean was her, Meghan and only her, Meghan.

Seven years ago, she was dissatisfied with the marriage with the Harrison Family, so she changed her college entrance examination application without telling her family and went to Las Vegas to study.

Meghan is the only eldest daughter of the Rollins Family. She was raised with great care and was like a treasure. When Meghan’s parents knew about it, they just let her do whatever she wanted.

Since she loved to play, her Rollins Family would provide the money for her to play. They also bought a villa for Meghan in Las Vegas. For the past seven years, she had never lacked financial support.

The dazzling Meghan attracted Arman and Sean as soon as she entered school.

A poor boy who came from the countryside after ten years of hard study and had nothing and an unwelcome illegitimate son of the Haynes Family.

They were both stuck in the mud at first and Meghan, the lonely and proud flower, had a fatal attraction for them.

During the four years of college, wherever Meghan was, Arman and Sean were there.

Meghan was praised to the sky by the two of them.

With Meghan’s support, Arman started his own business. In just two years, he established his own business empire in Las Vegas, making everything possible.

And Sean, thanks to Meghan's painstaking planning and arrangements with all parties, not only inherited the Haynes Family and took the position of the head of the family, but also made a name for himself in the entertainment industry and the Haynes Family's fortunes rose accordingly.

But the appearance of Shirley broke the originally beautiful and harmonious situation.

Shirley was a student sponsored by Meghan and she was trained by her as her successor. Initially, she was given the position of Sean's agent as a training ground.

After all, she would have to return to San Francisco one day and her business in Las Vegas would have to be taken over by someone.

Meghan had a keen eye for talent and saw that Shirley was a promising person. In just one year, she transformed Shirley, who was less than 20 years old, from kid to adult.

Meghan could not see, Shirley took advantage of her job and secretly developed feelings for Sean.

Meghan introduced Arman to her. After a few interactions, Shirley and Arman fell in love with each other.

She did not know when it started, but the two of them showed their preference for Shirley in front of Meghan without any hesitation.

How much they cherished Meghan in the past, they liked Shirley more then.

Arman had always been frugal, but he was willing to lavishly spend for Shirley and organize such a grand cruise dinner.

Sean was arrogant and unruly, but he would get red in the ears just because of a word from Shirley and compromise for her unconditionally.

The unconditional favoritism in the past did touch Meghan's heart and made her fall.

If she did not want to succumb to the family marriage, then married the one she liked.

Arman and Sean once fought each other for Meghan and they were bloody. Meghan had no doubt that as long as she hooked her finger at one of them, that person would rush to kneel down at her feet.

Just when Meghan wanted to choose one of them to marry, Shirley's intrusion changed everything.

That was it.

Meghan took out her mobile phone, looked at the date and booked a flight to San Francisco three days later.

Three days were enough for her to handle all the matters in Las Vegas.

Everything was over. From that moment on, she would no longer have anything to do with those three people.

Meghan walked back to the lounge, closed the door and blocked out the noise outside.

She made the decision to return to San Francisco and for marriage a little hastily and she needed to find someone to take over her business in Las Vegas as soon as possible.

After Meghan made phone calls all night to arrange follow-up work, she stared at the name of Shirley, the president of Blueming Entertainment, on the computer for a long time.

Her fingertips tapped quickly on the keyboard and sent the resignation notice to Shirley's email. 

Even if she had to destroy the company founded by her, Meghan would never hand it over to Shirley, an ungrateful person.

After doing all that, Meghan stretched, walked out of the room and prepared to go see the sea view.

It was late at night and the cruise ship’s banquet hall was empty, as all the guests returned to their rooms to rest.

When passing by Arman's room, Shirley's clear and sweet laughter came from inside.

The door was ajar and Meghan glanced inside subconsciously.

Shirley was wearing a high-heeled tailored dress. Meghan recognized at a glance that it must have been given to her by Sean.

Sean had cooperated with that studio and Meghan asked him to help with the design drawings.

The design draft was drawn by Meghan herself. She originally wanted to wear it to Sean's award ceremony, but after giving the design draft to Sean, there was no response. It turned out that the skirt wasn’t not made, but given to Shirley.

Shirley noticed that she was being watched and looked outside the door, but pretended not to see Meghan.

She raised her little face with a few streaks of cream on it and smiled sweetly at Arman.

“Arman, you made a birthday cake for me yourself. Will Meghan be angry if she knows about this?”

She fiddled with the cake, turning it 360 degrees provocatively and showing it to Meghan who was outside the door.

“What a beautiful cake, Arman, I love it so much!” 

After saying that, she kissed Arman on the cheek.

Sean pretended to be dissatisfied and acted coquettishly towards Shirley with moist eyes.

“Shirley, don’t you like the dress I gave you? It's a high-end piece that's very hard to get and you did not even praise me."

Shirley put her arms around his neck, kissed his face and said, “I like Sean very much, too.”

Sean’s face turned red in an instant.

Looking at the three people with pink bubbles in the room, Meghan sneered and walked away.

How could she not know that Shirley was deliberately trying to anger her? In the past, she would have succeeded.

In the past, Meghan was doted on by the two of them. How could she accept that they ignored her and showed their affection to Shirley who came later?

But that moment when Meghan has decided to leave, she would not be distracted by those trivial things.

From that moment on, she, Arman and Sean could at most be considered friends. As for choosing one to marry, let Shirley choose.

The next day, after handing over all company affairs to the General Assistant, Meghan returned to the villa and packed her luggage.

After that trip, she did not know when she would be able to return to Las Vegas, so she would just throw away all the things she did not want.

In the past, the three of them were inseparable and there was a room in the villa that Meghan used specifically to store the common memories of the three of them.

Meghan walked in and looked at every detail of what had happened in the past and could not help but feel as if she were in another world.

In the safe on the desk were locked the love letters that Arman and Sean had written to her. Every word was sincere and heartfelt. Meghan carefully collected them all.

Reading it again that time, Meghan seemed to still see the burning love in the boy's eyes when he handed her the letter.

There was also a can of twinkling stars on the windowsill, which were folded by Arman himself on Meghan's eighteenth birthday. The string of paper crane wind chimes hanging next to it was made by Sean, wishing her eternal brightness and freedom.

Meghan looked at the room full of memories and her heart felt filled with sadness.

It was over. It was all over.

The twinkling stars fell into the trash can and the wind chime was smashed to pieces.

Meghan absentmindedly threw all the love letters into the shredder. The flying pieces of paper fell into the trash can, burying everything.

When Arman and Sean came back, they were both stunned when they saw the things in the garbage bag at the door.

They squatted down, opened the garbage bag and looked through the contents without caring about their cleanliness.

Sean's hand was cut by the broken pieces of the wind chime, but he seemed to feel no pain. He staggered into the room carrying the paper cranes and looked at Meghan's busy back, a little dazed, “What are you going to do?”

Meghan did not even raise her head, tore off the group photo on the wall and threw it into the trash can without even looking at it.

“Clean up the room. It's better to throw away useless things so they don’t take up space.”

Arman rushed over in two or three steps and picked up the photo from the trash can. There was a stain on the photo, so he raised his sleeve to wipe it, but it became dirtier the more he wiped.

He looked at the photo with heartache and then looked around.

The room, which was originally fully decorated, had then returned to its newly renovated appearance.

“How can this be considered useless? Meghan, that is our youth and our memories. Don’t you want them anymore?”

Sean pursed his lips and stared at the empty room, feeling as if a piece of his heart had been dug out.

Looking at the two distraught people, Meghan could not help but sneer.

Didn’t they treat Shirley as a treasure and no longer care about her? Why were they pretending to be affectionate for those insignificant memories?

If they knew that she was going back to San Francisco for marriage, what would they think and what would they do then?

Meghan glanced at the empty room and sighed meaningfully. “I just think that people can’t be trapped in the past and should move on.”

Arman hesitated to speak and finally nodded. “Yes, we should create something new instead of always remembering the old.”

Sean agreed, “It's been a long time since the three of us have traveled together. The day after tomorrow I'm leaving to record a variety show. Meghan, can you come with me too? Shirley is here too, I think there's a misunderstanding between you two, it's better to resolve it as soon as possible.”

Hearing that, Meghan frowned.

She did not even know what show Sean was going to record. If it were not for what happened that day, Sean probably would not have mentioned the variety show to her.

Seeing that Meghan did not say anything, Arman and Sean thought she agreed and smiled at each other.

“Oh, by the way, Meghan, why did not you go to work today?” Arman frowned, somewhat confused.

In his impression, Meghan is a real workaholic who puts her career first. That day was a working day, so why would she stay at home?

Hearing Arman’s question, Sean could not help but look at Meghan in surprise.

Meghan just said calmly, “I'm not feeling well. I won’t go today.”

Hearing that, a trace of concern welled up in Sean's eyes. Just as he was about to speak, Arman's mobile phone suddenly rang.

Shirley's sweet voice mixed with the sound of electricity came, with a bit of helplessness. “Arman, I have a stomachache. Can you come and accompany me?”

Arman suddenly became nervous. “What's wrong? Did you catch a cold or eat something bad? Wait, I'll be there soon.”

After hanging up the phone, Arman grabbed his coat and went out, followed closely by Sean.

Meghan was the only one left in the villa.

She was left alone by Arman and Sean again, but she was not upset at all, as she had long been used to it.

After throwing away the last bag of garbage, Meghan drove to the company.

Seeing Meghan, Raphael Franco, the General Assistant who was originally working in her office, immediately stood up in fear.

All work handovers were completed over the phone. Meghan had not shown up since the day before yesterday. 

Meghan, who never disturbed employees' rest in the middle of the night, called him all night for the first time to arrange follow-up work.

Raphael felt a little unsure, as if something big had happened, but he did not dare to ask.

As if seeing through what Raphael was thinking, Meghan spoke calmly, “I'm going back to San Francisco to get married.

“I'm too lazy to move the Rollins Group's headquarters in Las Vegas to San Francisco, so I'll leave it to you from now on.”

Raphael was surprised, agreed and then asked tentatively, “Do Mr. Mccarthy and Mr. Haynes know about that? If they ask, I...."

Meghan was silent for a while.

“I don’t know for now. When I leave, tell them the truth. Before I leave, remember to keep it a secret for me. Just say that I'm not feeling well and that you can handle the work for the time being.”

Raphael was stunned for a moment, then smiled after coming back to his senses. “I understand, Ms. Rollins.”

After a slight pause, he sighed with regret as he stated, “Mr. Haynes and Mr. Mccarthy are both outstanding people. They treat you so well and think of you in everything. I originally thought that you would choose to marry one of them and stay in Las Vegas in the future.”

Meghan curled the corners of her lips and said, “There's nothing to regret. If it's not suitable, it's better to see it clearly as soon as possible.”

After instructing Raphael on some more things, Meghan packed up her personal belongings in the office and prepared to leave.

The silence on the floor was suddenly broken by a burst of noise.

The clacking sound of high heels and quarreling voices could be heard.

“Ms. David, you can’t go up. Ms. Rollins has ordered that no one should disturb us in the morning!”

Shirley pushed the secretary away, turned around and glared at her fiercely. “Get lost! I have to see Meghan today!”

As soon as she turned her head, Shirley met Meghan's calm gaze.

In the narrow and dim corridor, their eyes met and the ferocity on Shirley's face froze instantly, replaced by an expression that looked as if he was about to cry.