It was Finn Taylor who had asked Alexander Scott to rent the peak of Pacific Heights. It was also him who had gotten Alexander to allow Quince Larson and Eleanor Larson to visit the Pacific Heights neighborhood.

Of course, it was also him who had asked Clarine Landon to bring her best friend to the peak of Pacific Heights.

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As for why the other young masters of the prominent families in San Francisco were able to secure rooms on high floors in the hotels near Pacific Heights, it was also Finn Taylor who had asked Hunter Sullivan to make sure of it. None of the rooms had been reserved by anyone else. It was as though they were specially waiting for them.

As for Logan Yeats, his job was even more crucial—He had to film the whole event using a drone. If anything went wrong, he would be done for.

If anyone else knew about Logan Yeats—the head of Chicago's Yeats family—doing such a job, their jaws would probably drop.

However, this was an order from Master Peregrine. There was no way Logan Yeats would dare to refuse it.

Besides, the four guardians had recently learned of a new piece of news.

In the past, the four guardians had chosen to serve Finn Taylor because the Young Master—Timothy Taylor or Finn Taylor—had gotten into a fight with the Second Young Master, Donovan Taylor. They needed to make a decision between the two of them.

They felt that Finn Taylor had a higher chance of winning, and that was why they had chosen to support him.

But recently, Jeremy Smith had unwittingly revealed a secret while treating Alexander Scott's sister, Phoebe Scott, at the Scott family's house.

Finn Taylor wasn't as simple as the four guardians imagined him to be.

The four guardians had thought that he simply had many capable people under him, such as Zane Yeller and Jeremy Smith. However, Jeremy Smith threw a question back at them: Why were they so obedient to Finn Taylor?

They weren't part of Peregrine Hall and had no need to do so.

This question stunned all four guardians.

In the end, Jeremy Smith revealed a secret: 30% of his miraculous medical skills was passed down from his family, while the other 70% was from Finn Taylor.

Jeremy Smith's words were like a lightning bolt out of the blue. It was only then that the four guardians realized how extraordinary Finn Taylor was.

It turned out that he didn't just have capable people supporting him, but he was also extremely capable himself.

Whether it was martial arts skills or medical skills, he was out of this world. Otherwise, there would be no way people like Jeremy Smith and Zane Yeller would've been willing to listen to him.

It wasn't because he was incapable that he didn't show his skills. It was just that there was no need for him to get personally involved in these trivial matters.

At the thought of this, the four guardians gained a deeper respect for Finn Taylor.

…

"Wow, our Miss Yvette is such a gorgeous lady!" Clarine Landon exclaimed by the side as her best friend put on the last touches of her makeup.

Clarine Landon was a beauty as well, but she knew that she still couldn't compare to her best friend.

"Hahaha, don't kid me."

"Come on, I'll bring you somewhere."

"Where are we going?"

"You'll find out once we get there."

The sun was starting to set, and the sky was getting dark.

Clarine Landon's mission was about to begin.

She walked toward Pacific Heights with Yvette Larson in tow.

"Why are we going to Pacific Heights?"

"Just follow me. You'll know when we get there."

As they approached Pacific Heights, a young and gentle lady walked out. She smiled at Yvette Larson. "You must be Miss Yvette Larson."

Yvette Larson was confused but nodded.

"Please follow me."

While Yvette Larson was still hesitating, Clarine Landon had already dragged her along.

Along the way, the duo continued asking that young lady where they were headed from time to time.

If they had known of that young lady's identity, they would probably have been at a loss for words.

She was Phoebe Scott, the younger sister of the Scott family's head—Alexander Scott.

As the young lady led the way, Yvette Larson felt that something was amiss. "Miss, we seem to be headed to the peak. Are we on the wrong path?"

"No, you two will understand once we get there."

…

After some time, the trio finally reached the final step that brought them up to the peak of Pacific Heights.

The very moment Yvette Larson stepped up onto the peak, rainbow-colored neon lights starting flashing across the whole Pacific Heights.

Across the sky, countless drones were flashing with neon lights. They read: "I love you, Yvette Larson!"

'This…' The moment Yvette Larson saw this, her eyes reddened.

The lights then flashed again, and they now read: "Happy Birthday!".

Yvette Larson was stunned.

It felt like a dream.

All the lights were focused on her alone.

A man dressed in a tuxedo had his back facing Yvette Larson.

Then, the sounds of a violin sounded. It was that man in a tuxedo who was playing the violin.

Clarine Landon felt as though she had been struck by lightning. "He… My violinist, I've finally found you."

He played only one song.

That man in a tuxedo then slowly walked toward Yvette Larson, allowing everyone a clear view of him.

It was Finn Taylor.

Tonight's birthday party had just begun.

Using Pacific Heights as a background, the countless drones created a massive light painting for Yvette Larson.

She had already burst into tears a long time ago—these were tears of joy.

Clarine Landon—who was standing by the side—knew that her dreams had been crushed the moment she saw Finn Taylor. 'Why? Why are you the violinist that I can't forget?'

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A ring of fireworks erupted around Pacific Heights in synchrony.

They formed a giant image in the sky, and they looked magnificent in the vast sky.

The whole of San Francisco was celebrating this moment!

In fact, it wasn't just San Francisco. In the whole state of California—and even outside the state—people were letting off fireworks right at this very moment.

Phoebe Scott reached out and pulled Clarine Landon away.

The peak of Pacific Heights belonged to Finn Taylor and Yvette Larson alone. It would be inappropriate for them to remain here for any longer.

Finn Taylor stretched his hands out, and his wife walked up slowly.

When Yvette Larson placed her hand on her spouse, they looked just like princes and princesses seen in fairytales.

"Happy birthday!"

They were two simple words, but Yvette Larson was so moved that she allowed Finn Taylor to hug her.

This was the first time in three years that Yvette Larson had ever hugged her spouse.

She was grateful to him for giving her such a huge surprise. "It was you."

"Yes, it was me."

"Did you know that I've always been blaming you?"

"All couples fight, but they all make up eventually."

…

Everyone in the nearby hotels and the Pacific Heights neighborhood had witnessed this scene on the peak of Pacific Heights. But none of them had seen the faces clearly, much less think of Yvette Larson.

All they had seen were the countless flashing lights and fireworks.

Eleanor Larson was terribly envious at this sight. She looked at herself again and thought about what the Larson family had. She had to rely on Quince Larson to even have some status and position.

She couldn't help but feel angry.

She turned her gaze to Alexander Scott. Pulling the collar of her shirt down, she walked toward him while swaying her hips.