The sound of a ball bouncing—thud, thud—then soaring high into the air filled the villa’s backyard. That afternoon, the garden had turned into an impromptu volleyball court. Neil and Irene teamed up against Axel and the villa guard.

Irene laughed freely every time she managed to pass the ball. Her loose hair swayed as she moved, her face glowing with excitement.

“Haha! Great job, Neil!” she cheered happily.

Neil only gave a slight nod, his eyes serious. He never reacted too ...