To the Love of My Life

Steve Burton picked up his glass, finishing the alcohol in one gulp. With his eyes downcast, he tightly pinched the glass in his hand and said to Rusell Henris, “Let her be happy for a while longer.”

Although Steve’s tone at that moment was no different from his usual manner, as if he were casually giving work instructions, somehow, these two sentences managed to inexplicably soften Rusell’s heart, filling him with a nameless pain.

After saying his piece, Steve’s gaze gently landed on Ruby Gregory in the distance, who was playing with Howard Coleman and Madeleine so passionately. The corners of his lips curved up, forming a slow smile.

That handsome face softened because of the smile, even the depths of his eyes seemed to ripple gently. Lost in thought, he stared at the scene.

In Rusell’s memory, Steve had always been the best among them since childhood.

From birth, they were burdened with the mission of their family’s future, seemingly filled with enviable nobility. However, people often only saw the surface and didn’t know the unbelievable effort and price they paid for those envious glances.

It’s easy to go from poverty to wealth, but it’s difficult to maintain that wealth and prosperity.

Especially for Steve Burton, the successor of Pristine’s Enterprises. In his hands, he held not only his own destiny, but also the fate of the entire Burton family, and the thousands of families who depended on Pristine’s Enterprises for survival.

He couldn’t let the welfare and salaries for those employees who relied on Pristine’s Enterprises for their livelihood be reduced in his hands.

So, from a young age, Steve was astonishingly outstanding.

This man seemed to possess an innate charisma that could captivate and bend others to his will, without question.

He was revered as a god.

He seemed invincible.

However, such a man, who was worshiped by them like a god, still succumbed to so-called fate.

In the beginning, Rusell had always thought that love was an inconsequential thing for Steve.

After all, since the moment their adolescent feelings blossomed, there had been countless girls who had taken the initiative to show him affection.

Regardless of their beauty, figure, or family background, Steve always appeared disinterested, not even sparing a glance at those women.

He seemed so aloof.

Despite this, countless women still came one after the other, constantly throwing themselves at him.

No matter how colorful his and Edward Woods’ youth had been, Steve Burton had always maintained his aloofness, like a blank canvas.

It wasn’t until they later grew into mature and sophisticated adults with keen insight, that they discovered Steve had a deep-rooted secret hidden in his heart the whole time..