While scrolling through her phone, Emily realized Sean’s contact was gone. Justin! She didn’t need to think twice. It had to have happened while she was asleep, with Justin unlocking her phone and tampering with it. Frustrated, she disabled the fingerprint lock and switched to a password-only entry. She added Sean’s contact back and sent him a message explaining the situation. She wasn’t sure if he had noticed being blocked and deleted, but she hoped to smooth things over. As these thoughts swirled in her mind, she walked back to the branch manager’s office and resumed idly scrolling on her phone while waiting. Today, without high heels, her feet felt much more comfortable. While she was lounging in boredom, a middle-aged woman barged into the office.The woman’s sharp gaze fell on Emily, scanning her from head to toe. Emily wore a fitted black dress with a high slit that revealed her thighs. Her fair complexion was complemented by a touch of makeup, and her bold
The middle-aged woman avoided everyone’s gaze, lowering her head sheepishly, her earlier arrogance completely gone. Justin stood there with a cold expression, his commanding presence filling the room. He glanced at Emily. “She’s been bullied again?” he thought.Emily, still upset, glared back at him with irritation, as if blaming him for the situation. Justin frowned. “What’s her problem? I wasn’t the one who bullied her,” he muttered to himself.The branch manager, recalling what happened to his brother-in-law yesterday, was terrified this incident might affect his own position. Panicked, he pulled his wife forward and apologized profusely to Emily. “Get over here and apologize properly!” the branch manager barked at his wife, grabbing and dragging her without a hint of gentleness. The middle-aged woman, now fully aware of her mistake and realizing she had insulted the wrong person and caused trouble for her husband, didn’t dare resist. She stumbled awkwardly as her h
Justin cut the steak on his plate into neat pieces and handed it to Emily, then swapped her plate with his. He brought her plate of steak, where she had been cutting one bite at a time, over to himself. After finishing their meal, they returned to the hotel to pack and head to the airport. They had arrived with just one suitcase, but by the time they left, they had three. Justin handed his own suitcase to William and reached for Emily’s two. “Let’s go,” he said. At the airport, Emily noticed a stall selling fried chicken and fruit bowls. Thinking about the hours-long flight back to Lincourt City, she decided to buy some to bring on the plane. After paying, Justin grabbed the bag of fried chicken. “Emily, you ate plenty of steak earlier, and now this? You’re eating like a pregnant woman.” Emily froze for a second, then casually walked ahead of him, rolling her eyes. “You’re the one who’s pregnant!” she retorted. “If you think I’m eating too much and can’t afford it,
William first opened the car door for Emily, then loaded her suitcases into the trunk before driving off from the underground parking lot. *Justin watched as Emily left before turning and heading toward the arrival area. “Justin!” Emma called out excitedly, her face lighting up with joy. “It’s so late. Why are you here?” Justin asked, his tone calm but laced with concern, worried about her safety at night. “I haven’t seen you in days. I missed you,” Emma said, her big, doe-like eyes shimmering with affection. “I asked Sam about your flight today and came here just to wait for you!” She lowered her head shyly, her hands clasped in front of her, as though waiting for his praise. Justin glanced at Sam, who avoided eye contact and lowered his head. Emma had asked him, and he couldn’t very well lie. “Next time, bring your housekeeper along if you want to come. I don’t want you out here alone so late,” Justin said gently, though his brows furrowed slightly. Emma nod
“I have another work-related drinks engagement later. I’ll drop you off at home first.”“This late? You still have to go to a drinks engagement? Let me come with you,” Emma suggested.“It’s just a group of guys. There’s no reason for you to be there. Be good and go home to take your medicine.”“Oh...” Emma pouted, clearly unhappy, but she kept chatting non-stop about everything that had happened at work over the past few days. *As soon as Emily got in the car, she turned off airplane mode on her phone and enabled mobile data. Her phone buzzed non-stop with notifications. Opening the messages, she saw that apart from a few subscription updates, most were from Helen. However, Sean hadn’t sent her a single message. “Could he really have been grounded by his family?” Emily wondered. She had heard about the strained relationships within his family and how they were fighting over the company. Sean was the youngest of many siblings, and his father, now in his seventies, had him
Helen leaned close to Emily’s ear and whispered in her conspiratorial tone, “Of course, they’ve been handpicked just for you. Every single one of them is carefully selected. They’re as pure as they come. They have never dated anyone before, pure in every sense!“You’ve been stuck seeing too few men. Only Justin and Sean. This time, I’m broadening your horizons!” Helen added with a mischievous grin, her eyes twinkling with playful intent. “You were just trying to set me up with Sean just a few days ago,” Emily said, puzzled. “I’m on your side! Sean or anyone else, it doesn’t matter, as long as you like them,” Helen said with a wink. “Once you meet more guys, you’ll figure out your type!” She tugged Emily to sit on the sofa, and soon, a group of young, eager men surrounded them, all vying for attention. Drinks began piling up in front of Emily. Given her situation, she knew she shouldn’t drink, but the constant coaxing left her little choice. She reluctantly picked up a low-
Justin's expression darkened as he glanced at his phone, confirming two missed calls from William. *Emily, unable to drink much, focused on nibbling her way through the fruit platter. One of the young men, full of boyish charm, noticed her and picked up the platter. He speared a piece of fruit with a fork and held it up, gesturing to feed her. Caught off guard by the gesture, Emily hesitated, curiosity flickering in her mind. She had never experienced anything like this before. “It’s just a piece of fruit, nothing wrong with that,” she thought. With that, she opened her mouth and bit into the offered fruit. Meanwhile, Helen was engrossed in chatting with one of the young men, while others serenaded the two women with love songs. The charming young man poured Emily a glass of light wine. Someone suggested they drink arm-in-arm. Emily waved her hand in refusal, but the young man looked at her with mock hurt. Holding the glass out to her, he said pitifully, “You wou
“William!”Justin’s voice was cold and sharp as he spotted William at the door. William stepped into the room, sensing the tension. The door, left slightly ajar by Zac earlier, creaked open. “Didn’t I tell you to take her home? What’s she doing at a bar?” Justin’s anger flared, his tone cutting. At that moment, everyone in the room sensed the shift in atmosphere. The singing stopped, and someone turned off the music.William glanced briefly at Emily before answering honestly. “Mr. Yates, Miss Yates insisted on coming here. If I didn’t bring her, she planned to drive here herself after I dropped her off at the villa.” Justin clenched his teeth, his frustration boiling over. “Emily, you are getting pretty bold, huh? Ignoring my orders now?“I told you to go home and sleep, and you sneak off to a bar instead?” Emily, unfazed, responded calmly, “It’s not like the contract says I can’t go to a bar.” “It does now!” Justin growled. Without another word, he stormed over
The bank card was still in Emma’s possession, but there were no traces of that unknown woman’s daily activities. Chances were, she had already died a long time ago. And yet, her bank account remained active, and no death certificate had been filed. It seemed she had been taken by the same organization—except Emma had somehow managed to escape alive. Richard didn’t bother digging deeper into which organization was behind it. His only concern was finding out who had hurt his sister and wanted her dead.Haley’s eyes were cold as she flipped through the report page by page. The evidence was solid. Helen saw her sister’s dark expression and assumed something big had happened again. She hesitated before asking, “Sis, what’s wrong?” “They found the person who hired a hitman to kill me.” “Who?” “Emma.” Helen’s eyes widened. The answer was both expected and unexpected at the same time. She had always felt that this was something Emma was capable of, but she was still cu
“My foot hurts!” Haley groaned, feeling utterly miserable. Not only had she managed to sprain her ankle while running, but her elbow and tailbone hurt like hell too! She looked down at her ankle—sure enough, a nasty swelling was already forming. After another round of fussing and medical checks, the X-ray results finally came back. No broken bones—just a sprained ligament. “Soft tissue injuries take a few months to heal. Sis, just stay in the hospital and recover properly. We’ll take good care of you!” Zac said, pushing up his glasses with a serious expression. But despite his serious tone, there was an unmistakable hint of relief in it. At least now, he didn’t have to come up with an excuse to help Justin keep Haley from being discharged. A sprained ankle? The perfect reason to keep her in the hospital. Lying in bed, Haley stared mournfully at her foot, propped up on pillows. All she had wanted was to leave the hospital. Why was everything working against
Through the gap between the bodyguard’s arm, Haley cast a cold glance forward.The man who had stopped her hesitated.Mr. Yates indeed hadn’t given orders to prevent Miss Haley from leaving the room—only to guard her.He immediately apologized, “I misspoke. Mr. Yates didn’t say you couldn’t leave your room. But you’re not allowed to leave the hospital. Even if you go downstairs for a walk, we must accompany you.“Please cooperate, Miss Haley. Don’t make our job difficult.” It sounded like a concession, but the firm stance left no room for rejection.She raised an eyebrow, taking it as an agreement. “Fine.” She had barely walked a few steps before she was completely surrounded—bodyguards in black suits flanking her from the front and behind. To anyone passing by, it must have looked like a mafia boss heading out for a gang fight.Nurses and doctors in the hallway kept glancing over, visibly curious about the high-profile scene.Many wealthy patients came here for treatment,
The moment one call ended, another came in. This time, it was William. “Mr. Yates, I’ve sent you the surveillance footage from the hospital’s underground parking lot and the street cameras. Madam Heidi took the elevator down and drove straight toward the riverside in the suburbs. However, there are no surveillance cameras in that area. The road cameras only captured her car turning into that direction.“The timeline doesn’t add up. There’s nearly an hour unaccounted for between when she left the parking garage and when she arrived near the river. There’s a stretch of road where the cameras lost track of her. It’s possible she made a stop elsewhere during that time.“Or,” William continued, “there’s a strong possibility something happened to her in that window—someone else could’ve driven her car to the river afterward.” His tone was analytical and steady as he laid out the findings. “Go over that unmonitored area carefully. Leave no stone unturned,” Justin ordered coldly.
The screen reverted to the four-person relationship chart, but now, Heidi’s photo at the top was grayed out. Chase glanced at the faded image of Heidi, then turned to Alex, who was still obsessing over his pajamas. “Do you want to call Uncle Justin? His mommy passed away. He’s probably really sad right now.” Oh, right! Alex immediately dropped the pajamas he had been holding. He had been so excited about Mommy coming home that he completely forgot Uncle Justin’s mom had passed away. He quickly ran over to his brother, took off his smartwatch, and placed it on the desk. This way, they could both listen in on the call together. Justin had just stepped out of Zac’s office and was making his way back to the hospital room when Alex’s call came through. It had been a while since they last saw each other—probably because the adults in Alex’s home had been keeping a closer watch on him.“Alex.” “Uncle Justin, I saw the news online. I heard your mommy passed away. You must
His mom was bringing it up again.At just five years old, Chase was already learning what it was like to have a nagging mother.Thankfully, before he had to endure much of it, Alex came bursting through the door, racing toward the screen like a tiny whirlwind. Alex was his savior, pulling him out of his mom’s relentless nagging. “Mommy! I missed you so much!” Compared to Chase’s calm, composed demeanor, Alex was the complete opposite—full of childish energy, exactly like a five-year-old should be. “My sweet boy, Mommy missed you too,” Haley responded with a smile. “Did you miss me so much that you couldn’t sleep?” “Of course.” “That’s great! Because I missed you so much I couldn’t sleep either. How about Chase and I come visit you? We can stay over and sleep with you at the hospital.” Alex remembered the hospital bed was huge. If Mommy slept in the middle while he and Chase took either side, they would all fit just fine! Haley chuckled. “I’ll probably be dis
Justin sat across from Zac in silence, his gaze lowered as he mulled over something. Zac, noticing his lack of response, repeated himself. Only then did Justin lift his eyes to meet his. His voice was slow, measured. “She hasn’t fully recovered. She can’t be discharged.”With a single sentence, he had made the decision for Haley. Just like before. Once again, he was keeping her by his side—not in a villa this time, but in a hospital. And in the end, what difference did it make? The same overbearing possessiveness. The same suffocating control. To love someone was to give them everything he had. But if she refused to love him, then he would take away her freedom instead, binding her to him. A chain with no key. One end locked around him, the other around her. They would be forever entwined. Neither able to leave the other. And freedom? As long as she was within his reach, that was the only freedom he would allow.Zac understood exactly what Justin meant,
“Justin, have you seen the news online?” Emma’s voice carried a tone of worry, but beneath it lay a carefully calculated move. She had debated for a long time. Waiting anxiously for his reaction was pointless. It was better to take the initiative. Feigning shock and ignorance, she played her role seamlessly. Whether Justin had seen the post or not, whether he suspected her or not, she had to remain composed. If she lost control now, it would only raise suspicion. Even if Justin did doubt her, once he investigated and found that the post had nothing to do with her, it would help clear her of suspicion. “What post? I’m busy. I don’t have time for the internet.” Justin’s voice was distant, devoid of warmth, as if he were speaking to a subordinate. It was nothing like the indulgent tone he had once reserved for her five years ago. His gaze, however, never left Haley. He watched her intently, studying every shift in her expression, worried that she might misunderstand his
”Yes, yes, boss.” After issuing his warning, the man hung up again, cursing under his breath. Frustration surged through him, and he kicked the nearby sofa with full force. *That afternoon, Justin finally returned. The first thing he did was try to take Haley’s phone. But before he could grab it, she turned away, dodging him effortlessly. “What are you doing?” She looked at him warily. The doctor had already said she could use her phone, so what had gotten into him now? “Don't look at it,” he said, his voice carrying a rare trace of hesitation. Justin was scared. He didn’t want her to see the rumors online, the ones accusing Heidi of orchestrating her car accident. He was afraid she would see his mother differently, that she would start to resent her. But Haley met his gaze, instantly reading the meaning behind it. It was the kind of unspoken understanding that came from years of knowing each other, something that hadn’t faded even after five years apart.