Mia tasted the food with a dismissive look. "Sarah, this soup is terrible.""What's that supposed to mean?" Sydney jumped up, glaring at Mia.Even if Mia was a Reynolds, she couldn't take this forever.Mia smirked. "Just stating facts. Or are we not allowed to be honest?"Sydney, expert at playing victim, clutched Melvin's arm. "Melvin, did you hear how rude she's being?""Who are you calling rude?" Mia fixed her with an icy stare. No one had ever dared speak to her like this."Melvin, you saw that. I'm not starting trouble - she is." Sydney gave him an innocent look, tears glistening.Sarah and Mia exchanged disgusted glances. Even Mia found these tactics pathetically obvious - just like Lucy all over again.Melvin's face was blank, though revulsion showed in his eyes. "Let's eat. Annette will cook from now on."Sydney wanted to argue but caught Melvin's expression and stayed quiet.She remembered her aunt's advice: despite Melvin's cold exterior, he had a soft heart, especi
Looking at her changed figure in the mirror, Charlotte felt deep anxiety. She feared James would find her repulsive.She'd chosen clothes to hide her belly and applied careful makeup. When James arrived, the sight of his sharp features made her throat tight."James, it's been so long. I've missed you so much." She stared at him intently.James set down two large thermal containers. "Your mother and mine made these. They're worried sick about you and the baby, afraid you're not eating well. My mother wants to send you fresh soup every day."Charlotte ignored the food, gripping his hand emotionally. "James, did you miss me?"Faced with her loving gaze, James found himself speechless. He avoided her eyes, pulling his hand away. "How have you been?"Charlotte watched him painfully. His eyes revealed too much - she wasn't stupid.She could see his concern was genuine, but his love wasn't."I'm okay, James. Just... hard not seeing you every day."What hurt more were her midnight dre
Charlotte continued, "Of course, I still dream about our past. Remember in high school when I was in gymnastics class, and you skipped your class just to catch a glimpse of me..."James responded halfheartedly, "You still remember that?""I'll never forget those times, James. They're our precious memories!" Charlotte said earnestly.After a pause, she asked dejectedly, "James, have you forgotten?""No," James replied stiffly.At this point, he couldn't keep pretending anymore.Maybe it was because their feelings had worn thin over time, or perhaps because of that other person who kept appearing in his thoughts and dreams.Charlotte didn't press further. Since James rarely visited, she wanted to make the most of their time together.She slowly moved closer to James, her cheeks turning apple-red as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "James, can you kiss me?"It had been ages since they'd been intimate.Looking at her shy eyes and flushed cheeks, James suddenly remembered his
James rubbed his temples. "Charlotte, there are things I need to handle at work. I'll come back another day."Charlotte's eyes turned red. "James, I miss you so much. When I wake up from nightmares at night and you're not there, I cry."Her words were pitiful, and James felt moved. He knew Charlotte was having a tough pregnancy, with no one around when she had morning sickness.He sat back down. "Charlotte, I'm sorry. I haven't been taking good care of you."...That afternoon, Sarah took Mia to school, leaving Sydney alone in the house.While Annette was cleaning in the back garden, Sydney crept out of her room and stood at Mia's doorway. After checking that no one was around, she carefully took out a key and unlocked Sarah's door.This room was probably the largest after the master bedroom. She clenched her fists. Why did Sarah get everything without having to work for it?None of Melvin's doting affection had ever been directed at her.She silently searched Sarah's room
A week later, Vivian looked with satisfaction at the renderings from the tech department. They perfectly captured what she felt had been missing."Send it out."Soon, a 3D rendering was circulating throughout East Coast.Melvin was in a meeting when he heard about it. His assistant burst in, panicked. "Mr. Sanders, there's trouble."The assistant looked distraught, his face pale.Melvin knew his assistant wouldn't interrupt a meeting for something trivial - this had to be serious."What is it?" he asked.The assistant quickly handed him the tablet. "Sir, look at this."On the tablet was a 3D rendering, but what shocked him more was that it was identical to the proposal their planning department had submitted - the one they'd spent two weeks finalizing with the famous designer for Pine Mist Island.The proposal was exactly the same as their planning department's submission, except it was for Harbour Crescent Island, and the rendering had been released by Wilson Industries just
Sarah's face went pale. "It was her!""Who do you think it is?" Melvin asked urgently.Sarah nodded. "Sydney. It couldn't be anyone else. I forgot to take the files with me that day after bringing them home. She must have snuck into my room."Melvin's expression darkened. "There are no cameras in the bedrooms, and the hallway cameras only catch movement on the stairs. There's no evidence of anyone at your door."He suspected the culprit had planned this carefully.But how did Sydney know Vivian?Melvin's face turned cold - they'd let a wolf into their home.“Melvin, Sydney must be working with Vivian."Though she wasn't sure what kind of deal they'd made, she knew it wouldn't be good for her."Sasa, I won't let anyone hurt you," Melvin's eyes shone with determination.Sarah returned home troubled, noting that Sydney hadn't left her room. She walked over with a dark expression.After knocking, she found Sydney sitting nervously on her bed."What... what do you want?" Sydney
The voice on the other end paused before asking, "What happened?"“Zach, the woman from the Blanco family came..." Mia told him everything that had happened recently. "I think this must be connected to Vivian. Sydney must have stolen Sarah's files because of what Vivian said.""Why is someone from the Blancos staying at the Sanders' house?" Zachary's tone was grim."I don't know, just that Mrs. Sanders brought Sydney over that day, saying she'd be working at Sanders Group but hadn't found a place to live yet, so she's staying here. This Sydney is clearly up to no good. She's always clinging to Melvin, just like those women in the clubs." Mia finally found a comparison after thinking for a while.Zachary chuckled softly. "You've seen nightclub women?""On TV. Zach, you have to help Sarah. That woman seems dangerous."Mia said all this without considering that Sarah could be just as formidable herself.After talking about their grandfather for a while, Mia suddenly asked, “Zach, y
He left the meeting room without another word.But he knew those people wouldn't give up just because they'd failed this time.Melvin hadn't been home for the past two days, which made Sydney incredibly anxious. She'd come here to get close to Melvin, but now she couldn't even see him.Plus, the job Melvin had arranged for her wasn't at headquarters but at a branch office, so she had no chance of running into him.When Mia and Sarah got home from school, they caught Sydney staring at them."What are you looking at?" Mia said with disgust."Melvin's so good to you. That necklace he just got at the auction - he had it delivered to you right away," Sydney's voice dripped with jealousy.Sarah caught her meaning and picked up the necklace from the table. "Yes, it is quite beautiful."Sydney barely contained her envy, her words dripping with sarcasm. "Who knows what shady tactics you used to get Melvin to treat you so well. People might think you're a couple!""Think before you spea
Fresh from the gambling den, Charlie was ecstatic, clutching a bundle of cash and laughing wildly. "Zach, we won thirty thousand! Can you believe they just let us walk out?"He found it unbelievable, but Zach seemed unfazed. They hadn't just taken the house; they'd also won a considerable amount from other gamblers, and even helped the house make a profit. It was no wonder they weren't stopped.Holding the money, Charlie mused, "Zach, you wouldn’t believe it. The rich just keep getting richer. Today, our factory received a shipment of equipment, and I heard just one machine costs millions. Compared to them, this thirty thousand really isn't much."Zach casually mentioned, "It seems like the Sanders factory is the only big one left around here."Charlie quickly retorted with a smirk, "Actually, in West Ridge, Sanders isn’t the biggest."Zach raised an eyebrow, "Really? I thought I knew West Ridge pretty well. Apart from Sanders, I haven’t seen any factory bigger than theirs."Char
Charlie finally got it—Manager Sullivan was forcing him to take on this task. He gritted his teeth and determinedly agreed, "Manager, I'll do it."Manager Sullivan smiled approvingly, "That's the spirit! Good employees like you are what this factory needs. Don't worry, the higher-ups won't let your efforts go unrewarded. If you pull this off, you could be looking at a bonus of several thousand."Charlie nodded, "Tonight, then?"Manager Sullivan's expression grew serious as he nodded back, "Yes, tonight."That afternoon, Charlie clocked out and went straight to find Zachary. He couldn’t go back to the old gambling den—they had made a mess last time and were probably blacklisted. As for the money he owed, Charlie didn’t care anymore. After all, they had won a lot last time only to have it stolen, which he figured squared things. Still, that didn't stop him from wanting to gamble again.Just a few days later, he found Zachary and even brought what he considered a fine cigar.As for
Outside the Sanders factory, several trucks were parked at the entrance. Sarah followed Manager Sullivan and Mr. Lambert, watching the unloading process. "Manager Sullivan, all this new equipment has arrived today, right from the headquarters' stock, and it's too late to ship from Germany now," Sarah observed, her voice serious.Mr. Lambert smiled, "I didn't expect you to handle this so quickly, Miss Sanders. It's only been a few days since you went to headquarters to file a complaint, and you've already got the equipment here.""It's all for the good of the factory," Sarah replied, her face still stern. "So, Manager Sullivan, the factory can operate normally now, right? Getting the production line back up is inevitable."Manager Sullivan's expression wasn't much happier; he hadn't expected Sarah to pull this off so quickly. He forced a smile, "Of course."As the equipment was moved into the factory, Manager Sullivan returned to his office, wiping sweat from his brow with his handk
Sarah was puzzled. "An explosion at such a critical moment would make anyone suspicious, wouldn't it? It looks like someone's trying to cover something up."Zachary nodded, his face showing disdain. "You're not the only one who thought so. But Old Mr. Wilson presented the last batch of drugs from their factory, which were supposed to be delivered to hospitals. The tests came back clean, and they claimed the explosion was due to a mishandling of ingredients."Sarah raised an eyebrow. "And everyone just bought that?""Yes, everyone did.""So, you want to prove the explosion wasn't an accident and use that to bring down the Wilson family?" Sarah asked softly.Zachary's face paled; he shook his head slightly. "It's not just that. I want to do more, but..."Sarah shrugged, as if she was used to this kind of talk. "Let me guess, the timing isn't right yet?"Zachary looked at her sincerely. "Sarah, I'm really glad you came to help me with my wounds. When the time is right, I'll come to
Sarah didn't respond to Zachary's earlier words—she simply moved with even more care as she cleaned and bandaged his wound. Her eyes stayed fixed on the task at hand, but her expression was unreadable.Zachary, watching her in silence, gave a soft laugh. "You do care about me, Sasa. No matter what you say, you're not as heartless as you pretend to be."Sarah shook her head, her voice calm but cool. "You're overthinking it. We're both from East Coast—I just don't want to see you die. Besides, you're getting engaged to Miss Wilson in just over half a month. I’m clear of our positions. So please, don't say things like that again."Zachary's face changed instantly. He knew she was right—his engagement to Vivian was a chasm between them, one that he couldn't just leap across. Not while the truth remained buried.That engagement wasn't just a label. It was a shield. A smokescreen. A compromise he'd made to protect Sarah. But knowing she believed it, that it stood between them, only deepe
Charlie felt a chill run down his spine from that single glance. Considering her status, he dared not push any further. "That's all I have to say. The rest is up to you to figure out."He fled the scene, leaving Sarah alone in the room.After washing up, she lay on the bed and checked her emails. Her cousin had sent her updates on the construction progress at Pine Mist Island.Once she finished handling her affairs, Sarah tucked herself under the covers and closed her eyes, trying to sleep, but rest eluded her.Her mind was filled with what Charlie had said about Zachary being injured. He was hurt, and she had no idea how serious the wound was.If it was severe, he would need hospital treatment, which would certainly leave a record and expose his location.If he didn't want his whereabouts known, he would have to treat the injury himself at home.But that wound...Sarah couldn't calm her thoughts. She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.Under the bright moonlight, a figu
After the doctor left, Charlie yanked out his IV and clambered off the bed, urging Zachary, "Let's get out of here. This place just drains you dry."Zachary, indifferent since his injuries were feigned, asked, "Your injuries alright?"Charlie, ever so casual about his resilience, boasted, "Ah, I've been roughed up worse before. Just give me a couple of days to rest at home, and I'll be as good as new."With unresolved matters and a longing to see Sarah, Zachary reluctantly set aside his desires. "Then you head back. Call me if you need anything."Charlie, sensing something off, gently tugged at Zachary's suit and noticed his white shirt stained with fresh blood. "Zach, you're hurt!"Zachary's lips were pale, his voice dry. "Yeah.""I'll get the doctor to bandage you up," Charlie said, moving to leave."No need," Zachary stopped him quickly, not wanting to expose his whereabouts by registering at the hospital."What about your wound?""I have a first aid kit at home. It's just
Zachary dragged the unconscious Charlie to the clinic, exacerbating Charlie's injuries as his back scraped against the small stones on the road.When Charlie woke up in the clinic, his howls filled the room. "It's killing me! Where's the doctor? Give me some anesthesia. I'd rather be out cold!"The nurse, irritated by his constant demands, was about to lose her patience when Zachary entered the room. Seeing him, Charlie momentarily forgot his pain and burst into tears. "Bro, did you save me? From now on, you're like a brother to me."Zachary responded indifferently, "Just focus on healing."As the nurse changed Charlie's bandages, she couldn't help but blush at Zachary's rugged, yet undeniably handsome appearance, even slightly disheveled from the fight."Damn it, get out! Are you doing this on purpose, you wretch? Trying to kill me?" Charlie slapped her, swelling her face, as he misunderstood her distracted clumsiness for malice.Zachary frowned, saying nothing. Although he disl
With an agile flip through the air, Zachary caught sight of Charlie sneaking a peek from behind a haystack, his sleazy demeanor perfectly deserving of a beating. The thought of what this scoundrel had done to Sarah intensified Zachary's fury, already heightened by the fierce combat.On the other side, the casino manager watched in rage as his men were effortlessly knocked down by Zachary. Cursing loudly, he shouted, "Damn it, what's the story with this kid?"Seeing some of his underlings still looking for an opportunity to strike, his anger boiled over. "Are you all brainless? Attack him all at once; I refuse to believe he can fight off everyone!"Those still standing and those who had managed to get back up exchanged glances and charged at Zachary with renewed ferocity.Zachary's sharp eyes flashed with disdain. Without moving, his fist met an attacker's face at an extraordinarily tricky angle.The attacker's pained expression froze mid-air, and when he hit the ground, dust flew