Elena went to the Becker residence as planned. Fortunately, Rhea was even more welcoming than she had imagined. With a warm smile, she took Elena's hand and led her inside, instructing someone, "Go get Lucas!"
"I'm here to thank the Becker family for helping with my mother's situation," Elena explained.
"Oh, don't mention it," Rhea replied. "It was nothing. Please, have a seat."
As Rhea left, Elena heard a voice at the entrance. She turned to see Lucas in a wheelchair.
Even after several years, he still looked the same—calm, refined, and thin—but there was a hint of weariness and gloom in his expression. Though seated, it was clear he had once been quite tall.
Seeing Elena, Lucas was momentarily stunned. "Elena?"
"Lucas!" Elena called out. "It's been a while!"
Lucas was a senior she
