During her previous visits to Noble Haven, Tracy had discovered a hidden gem of stunning scenery. Instead of leaving, she wandered toward it—a lush expanse of emerald grass stretching before her eyes, its vibrant hue lifting her spirits instantly. A pristine black asphalt path cut through the center, flanked by perfectly aligned phoenix trees swaying gently in the breeze, not a speck of litter in sight.
With classes underway, the area lay deserted except for her.
Settling onto a swing, Tracy gripped the sturdy chains, lifted her feet, and rocked back and forth. The gentle arc carried her into a soothing rhythm, lulling her into peaceful reverie.
Her clear, bright eyes gazed into the distance, where the towering grandeur of Grandeur Group's headquarters filled her vision. No surprise it
