The world now knew his name.
Smile Millet.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4GtI96ddts
The genius behind a global empire.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDpwsE1KKGe
A man who turned nothing into everything.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqsZ9fXUCFA
A boy with no family who built a legacy that reached across oceans.
Yet, behind the stage lights, behind the interviews and flashing cameras, behind the finely tailored suits and high-rise offices—there was still just one thing missing:
A real smile.
His company thrived. His bank balance soared.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUCGZtukbXI
His face graced billboards, his words inspired thousands.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4TzYhLe0eV
But when the applause faded and the rooms emptied, he was always left alone with the silence.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU1UN6IVpcC
The same silence he had known since childhood.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbLBdAbHAuU
The same silence that greeted him when his mother died.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsimYzcuK37
When his father gave up.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNp31CK9efQ
When his grandmother took her last breath.
He would stare out from his glass-windowed office—watching the city below buzz with life—and feel like a ghost.
No matter how high he rose, he could not rise above the hollow ache inside him.
He had everything he thought would bring meaning:13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOpsgjfvtEI
Recognition. Power. Purpose.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCZhzprdF6G
But happiness remained a foreign country he was never allowed to enter.
There were nights when he would unlock the old drawer in his private room, where he kept a faded photograph of his mother and grandmother. He would place it on the desk, stare at it, and whisper,13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXv6MUqLBr7
“I did it. I kept my promise. I built something. But why… why do I still feel nothing?”
The weight of unprocessed grief, of years spent suppressing pain, of carrying the world alone—began to fracture him from the inside.
He stopped sleeping.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZqTT1mq8HY
Stopped eating regularly.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgdlJFcE9YA
Stopped attending celebrations.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAmypb2E5Ea
Work became routine, and success became meaningless repetition.
The worst part? No one noticed.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFs0M6fJIpe
He had become so good at hiding, that even Harbon and Fredge saw only the mask.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhjyuje0fm6
The world saw a king.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq1qqrb6Fln
But inside, Smile felt like a boy still stuck in that cold, empty house in Alexandra.
One night, he stood on the balcony of his penthouse, looking over the city lights—13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0lWVSh8uVe
And for the first time, he let the thought come without fighting it:
“Maybe… it’s time to end this.”
Not because he hated life.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGRknW2Cszz
But because he couldn’t feel it.
But fate, once again, had other plans.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5ULv0K1KIn
And just as he stood on the edge of letting go—13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjw7t5uhLyW
She appeared.
A girl with light in her voice.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ58BVV7ZcxK
With laughter in her eyes.13Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0JTrtiWCgz
With a name that sounded like a sunrise.
Happy Kingston.
And for the first time in years, something inside Smile paused.
