There were no words to describe the shock Elior was feeling right now. He heard his friend mumbling dazedly in his ear, “If I hadn’t dropped my phone…” and “If I hadn’t moved the drawers when I went to pick it up…” With that, Elior already figured it out. His friend had moved the drawers when he tried to pick up his phone, but that only led him to discover this secret, hidden for so many years.“If only I didn’t drop my phone…“If only I hadn’t picked it up…”Elior clenched his fist, listenin
Mr. Oakes wanted to say something, but Elior practically shoved him out of the room. Before Mr. Oakes could react, there was a bang, and the door was slammed shut in his face.Inside the room, Elior’s face was cold as he wordlessly took two bottles of whiskey from the bed. He twisted the caps off and held out his hand, offering one battle to Sean who was sitting slumped by the bed. “Here. I’ll drink with you.”However, the man sitting on the floor by the bed did not seem to hear him at all. He
What goes around comes around… huh?Sean put her in jail for three years, robbing her of her pride and confidence.Similarly, she left for three years, and just as easily destroyed Sean’s pride and confidence, no?Three years in exchange for three years. Everything had changed.Elior seemed to understand something. Something clicked in his mind and everything was clearer. Even so, how could he just give up on this man and let him go on like this?It was just like how he had once hated Jane
At the same time, in a manor on the outskirts.The manor stood independently from other blocks, surrounded by green grass and a golf course.It was a European-style mansion, vast but still magnificent.In the third floor study“Boss, we’ve taken down the post, and the IT team has found the original poster. Our men have interrogated that couple; here’s the recording of that conversation.” An employee with a crew cut, black suit, and solemn expression offered a voice recorder to the man behind
A jeep traveled along the mountain road. There was no need to switch on the air conditioner in the car. After the windows were opened, the breeze carried fresh air inside.“This is it?” The car slowly came to a stop. On the back seat of the car was a man clad in casual attire. His good-looking brows furrowed slightly. He scanned his surroundings and muttered in his heart, ‘Isn’t this place a little too remote?’Erhai was huge with countless homestays built along the lake. Most people, however, preferred to stay in the old towns on the edge of Erhai even though they were rather reluctant as the old towns were very crowded.This place, on the contrary, was slightly remote.It was precisely because of this that the homestays here were not as commercialized and were much purer than in the old towns.“I’m sure it’s right, Boss. This is the place.” An assistant with cropped hair had come with the man in casual attire. “This is the homestay. Memory Homestay.”“Drive there.”“Yes, Boss.
There was a strange look in the charming man's eyes. He smiled imperceptibly and nodded. "Is there a room available?""Yes! Yes, yes, yes!" Anyone who managed a homestay business would constantly receive and see off guests. It stood to reason that one would meet many people, but this was actually Jojo’s first time meeting a handsome man who had such unique and charming aura.The man followed Jojo into the lobby. He noticed bright windows and spotless desks as soon as he entered the lobby. As he stood in front of the reception counter, he could see the courtyard view as well as the slightly distant Erhai Lake through the glass folding door.However, the man's line of vision suddenly stopped at the bamboo strip recliner on the veranda of the courtyard. A lightbulb went off in his head in an instant.“Sir, we have a guest occupancy agreement here at our homestay. Take and look and see if you can accept it?” Jojo handed over an agreement. Although she did not know why her boss created
Michael’s gaze never once left the woman in front of him.He could clearly see a confused and befuddled look in those bright pupils. He chuckled silently in his heart… Yes, how could this woman remember him?Speaking of which, his existence was truly awkward.In the eyes of the grand and wealthy Stewart family, he was just an illegitimate child. Holding the title of an illegitimate child of a wealthy family was not something to be proud of. Hence, his existence was destined to be awkward and contradictory.Would anyone want to be a wealthy family’s illegitimate child?The world wanted the Stewart family’s bloodline, yet he could not wait for the day when he could just let all of his blood run clean!This woman did not know of his existence. He did not exist in her memory. Even if he did, he would simply exist as the infamous ‘Michael Luther’ whom everyone gossiped about.In his memory, however, this woman existed.When he was very young, he did not understand why he did not h
“I’m sorry.”The man put the teacup down elegantly.That was it? The woman looked at him in bewilderment. That was her cup. She had never met anyone like that. Cups were personal items. Could such a highly personal item be used back and forth between strangers?She was slightly annoyed now. “Mr. Luther… Right? I can lend you my recliner, but I don’t think it’s a good idea for Mr. Luther to use personal items such as a cup without my permission. Say, do you usually have a habit of drinking out