“Come on; let's enter," Sparkle said as she tightened her grip on Nene's hand while the latter was dragged along toward the villa with evident reluctance on her face.0

"Sparkle, this is someone else's house. Isn't it a bit rude to just enter without permission?"0

"This isn't someone else's house. It's Bart's house; he stays here."0

Nene's eyes widened in astonishment as she took in the lavish exterior of the villa. They were in the heart of the island, the most prestigious district. Even at her young age, the adults around her had taught her the significance of one's residence being in such a place.0

"Then why doesn't he have food to eat?" Nene wondered aloud.0

Meanwhile, Bart appeared deeply resistant to returning home. His face was painted with distress, but despite his reluctance, Sparkle's insistent...0