The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 659

Willa took a bite of the salad and asked nonchalantly, "I don't see the link."

"But there is!"

Karen exhaled heavily and pinched Willa's cheek. "Didn't Dad drill it into you since you were knee-high to a grasshopper that you can't be picky, that you can't just eat the steak and ignore the salad? Because that's just common sense, it's the basics, it's about not being wasteful."

Willa nodded, confused. "Isn't that how it should be?"

"But what if you just don't like the salad? If you don't want to eat it, then don't. Not everything you do has to please Dad, nor does every action have to benefit the Perez family before you decide to do it. Everything you do should make you happy, got it?"

Willa sort of got it, but not really. She had always told herself that whatever happened, she needed to put the interests of the Perez family first.

The only time she ever went against Jasper's wishes was when she had to leave the Perez family because of the F-Poison incident.

But technically, it was still for the benefit of the Perez family.

This mindset had become deeply ingrained in Willa.

Karen's sudden outburst today left her at a loss.

What were the things that she actually liked?

Seeing Willa's puzzled and lost gaze, Karen didn't press on. She knew Willa had to figure it out on her own.

Some things are buried deep in the heart and aren't so easily rooted out, especially for someone as stubborn as Willa.

Coming to a real understanding would take time.

"Alright, chew on that for a while. I'll give this notebook to Frost. If there's anything else, go straight to her."

As Karen got up to leave, Willa grabbed her wrist. "Sasha, where are you going?"

Willa, with a keen sense, sensed a farewell in Karen's demeanor. Her eyes held a tightness as if Karen would disappear the next second.

Jasper had just welcomed her back; where could she be going now?

Karen patted Willa's hand gently, as light as a spring breeze.

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere."

Willa didn't know what Karen was planning, but she guessed it involved going somewhere very, very far away.

Otherwise, Karen wouldn't have said what she did today.

Willa kept her grip firm, her eyes resolute as if to say, "Wherever you go, I'll follow."

Karen smiled helplessly, her mouth curving into a gentle arch. "Tomorrow, Frost is going to treat my memory loss after-effects. Maybe by the next time we meet, I'll remember who they all are."

Willa was silent for a long while before her deep voice finally broke the quiet. "Is it dangerous?"

Karen neither denied nor confirmed. Danger was not an absolute concern for her. Regaining her memory was what truly mattered.

Karen ruffled Willa's hair. "I'm not going to die."

She wasn't lying; she had no talent in fortune-telling, but Ulysses did.

He had said she'd live to a ripe old age, surrounded by children and grandchildren, enjoying family bliss.

She believed him!

Willa didn't say anything more. She understood that Karen had her thoughts and decisions, and once she had made up her mind, she wouldn't change it.

After Karen left, Willa sat still, slowly eating the steak on her plate.

She looked at the plate, quietly separating the steak from the salad with her fork.

Suddenly, a plate appeared in front of her with only a plain steak.