The Smith family. Kooks, but also the greatest enemies of the Camerons. James Smith was Ward Cameron’s biggest rival. Aroa Smith, James’s daughter, was hated by Rafe Cameron, just as Rafe was hated by Aroa. But there was one thing they both had in common: they would do anything to make their father proud.

It was nighttime. Ward and Rafe were hiding behind one of the statues in the courtyard/entrance of the Smith mansion. They were planning to steal some documents they needed for their business, but they couldn’t proceed because James and Aroa were there. However...

Aroa’s eyes were watery, though she wasn’t crying, and James was looking at her with disappointment and anger.

Aroa: "I just was trying..." She began, trying to justify herself, but her father interrupted her, yelling.

James: "Don’t give me that crap again, Aroa, don’t!" He yelled, stepping forward, making Aroa step back. "You’ve done enough!"

Aroa: "Is it my fault for what my brother does?" She said, looking at him, clenching her jaw to hold back the tears. Her eight-year-old brother, Jack, had stolen money from James and blamed Aroa. "It wasn’t me."

James: "Enough." He said, inches from her face. "I don’t want to see you around here, do you understand me?" He said, walking away toward the door.

Aroa stayed there, her eyes filled with tears she refused to shed, and took a step forward.

Aroa: "What do you want me to do?" She said, watching her father head for the door, his back to her. "Dad... dad!" She called out, but the door slammed shut, leaving her alone in the darkness.

Ward and Rafe had seen everything. Ward seemed unbothered, while Rafe frowned.