
The world now knew his name.
Smile Millet.12Please respect copyright.PENANAK9iB7IRZJQ
The genius behind a global empire.12Please respect copyright.PENANAszmgGh1E31
A man who turned nothing into everything.12Please respect copyright.PENANA683zNCmNMA
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.12Please respect copyright.PENANAaR8OXEyUkb
His face graced billboards, his words inspired thousands.12Please respect copyright.PENANAKLxZ3MB03e
But when the applause faded and the rooms emptied, he was always left alone with the silence.12Please respect copyright.PENANAoHsECsX46c
The same silence he had known since childhood.12Please respect copyright.PENANAPBav2byHTQ
The same silence that greeted him when his mother died.12Please respect copyright.PENANAPVz4V9H1ca
When his father gave up.12Please respect copyright.PENANAxo2LAKfykl
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:12Please respect copyright.PENANAsWwsq5Yso0
Recognition. Power. Purpose.12Please respect copyright.PENANAzI5clzVEZk
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,12Please respect copyright.PENANAwk0EoP7Toz
“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.12Please respect copyright.PENANAG3ZA2EKMTg
Stopped eating regularly.12Please respect copyright.PENANAJESR2Z7A2A
Stopped attending celebrations.12Please respect copyright.PENANAlsFfA393Dx
Work became routine, and success became meaningless repetition.
The worst part? No one noticed.12Please respect copyright.PENANAJs3EFGSuer
He had become so good at hiding, that even Harbon and Fredge saw only the mask.12Please respect copyright.PENANAagSoYBSTQY
The world saw a king.12Please respect copyright.PENANASgPwst5RPD
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—12Please respect copyright.PENANA7Nng7FgIFX
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.12Please respect copyright.PENANAoQmNvDgDZE
But because he couldn’t feel it.
But fate, once again, had other plans.12Please respect copyright.PENANAMIobkJhUx7
And just as he stood on the edge of letting go—12Please respect copyright.PENANA8dUQpDQHRo
She appeared.
A girl with light in her voice.12Please respect copyright.PENANAtPHwNGAOLk
With laughter in her eyes.12Please respect copyright.PENANAU3ODCavskH
With a name that sounded like a sunrise.
Happy Kingston.
And for the first time in years, something inside Smile paused.