Chapter 1058

The next morning, when Hazel woke, the space beside her was already empty. Frederick was gone. Unlike the sleek, AI-managed mansions in New York—efficient but sterile—the villa in Bannon still retained its human touch. A traditional butler managed the household, and the presence of a small, well-trained staff brought a warm rhythm to daily life. The soft clink of porcelain and the faint scent of brewed tea filtered up from the dining room below. After freshening up, Hazel descended the grand staircase. The butler greeted her with a courteous bow before turning to the waiting staff. “Miss Reese is ready. Please serve breakfast.” Hazel took her seat as the table was promptly filled with an elegant spread of dishes—beautiful, yes, but something was missing. As she picked at the food, the butler spoke politely. “Mr. Fuller has gone to the Wallace estate nearby for a round of golf with some important guests. He asked me to let you know that you’re welcome to join. I can arrange transport at