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
Justin’s face was dark with anger. He swung the door open and shoved Emily out of the bathroom with enough force that she stumbled to the floor.Yet, her expression remained indifferent, as if entirely unaffected. Calmly, she picked up her clothes from the floor and began dressing herself. Supporting herself against the wall, she staggered out of the bedroom in the dark.She found her way to the guest bathroom and cleaned herself up. As she scrubbed away the remnants of the evening, a smirk crept onto her face. Once again, she had managed to frustrate Justin. The thought amused her, and she couldn’t help but chuckle softly.After her shower, Emily wrapped herself in a towel and headed to the living room to retrieve her suitcase. She carried it back to the guest room, rummaged through her belongings, and changed into a fresh pair of pajamas.By the time she was settled, it was past 3 a.m. Hunger gnawed at her stomach, and all she could think about was the ravioli Mrs. Zimmer used to
Helen's sharp tongue could really be infuriating at times.“Where are you taking me?” Helen asked, suddenly feeling a bit nervous about Zac’s silence and determined demeanor. “I’m taking you home!” Zac replied firmly. When the car stopped, Helen looked out, her tipsiness fading slightly as confusion set in. “Zac, this isn’t my house. Where the hell are we? Take me home!” Zac got out, opened her door, and unbuckled her seatbelt. “My home is your home!” he declared. Without waiting for her reply, he steadied her wobbling steps and led her into his place. “Zac, let go of me! You’re tangled up with another woman, and now you’re dragging me to your house? Let go!” Helen protested, struggling against his grip. “I’m not tangled up with anyone. I’ve never had another woman. I only like you!” Zac said, his voice laced with frustration. “I don’t believe you!” “Come home with me, and I’ll prove it to you!” “Who cares?” “I care!” Zac shot back. Once inside, Zac shut
Mrs. Zimmer noticed the playful tension between Justin and Emily and tactfully left the dining area. Unaware of Emma's return, Mrs. Zimmer assumed that Emily had stormed off to stay at a friend’s place for a couple of days after an argument with Justin, only to be retrieved by him later. Just two days ago, Justin had even called to instruct Sam to have Mrs. Zimmer stock up Emily’s closet with new outfits.When Justin finally finished eating, Emily, who had been enduring the awkward situation like a prisoner awaiting release, quickly stood up from the table. At that moment, her phone chimed with a new message. it was a message from Helen. “Made it home safely.”Emily put her phone down and turned to Justin. “I want to go visit a friend.”Justin, remembering her friend from the bar last night, frowned. “No.”Emily stood frozen, wrestling with her thoughts, before reluctantly stepping forward and planting a quick kiss on his cheek. “I’ll be back before dark.”Justin lowered his g
“Alright, alright, it’s all my fault. Just don’t panic,” Zac tried to calm her down.How could Helen not panic? Emily was almost at her place, and Helen had no idea how to explain why she hadn’t come home last night or the fact that she had spent the night with a man. She threw on her clothes as fast as she could and rushed out the door. Zac drove like a man on a mission, pushing the car to its limits. When they reached the entrance to Helen’s apartment complex, she didn’t even say goodbye. She leapt out of the car and sprinted inside. Zac stayed behind, watching her until she disappeared into the building. As he started to reverse out, he spotted Justin’s car. Justin noticed him too and rolled down his window. The two exchanged a brief nod of acknowledgment. *Helen slowed her pace once she was inside, trying to catch her breath. She stopped by the lobby’s small grocery store to grab a few items, attempting to look as if she had simply been out shopping. When sh
“What’s the plan? Tell me, I want in!” Helen said enthusiastically.“Don’t worry, you’ll definitely be part of it,” Emily assured her.“By the way, how did you get home last night?” Emily asked, shifting the focus to Helen after finishing her own story.“How else? I’d had a bit to drink, so I… uh… grabbed a cab, of course.” Helen avoided Emily’s gaze, her voice carrying a nervous edge. “I’ll swing by the bar to pick up my car later today. As for those younger guys, I had already asked them to leave,” Helen added quickly, hoping to change the subject.Emily nodded, accepting the explanation, and turned to grab the gift bag she had brought. Meanwhile, Helen paced nervously around the room, debating whether to tell Emily about her night with Zac. She had only just found out Zac and Justin were friends. If she had known sooner, she wouldn’t have been so carefree about spending time with Zac at the seaside villa, exchanging contacts, or meeting him for dinners.“What are you doing?
But the real challenge was figuring out how to escape the ocean without being discovered and make her way abroad. Hiring a team from overseas sounded promising, but could they truly be trusted? As Emily was wracking her brain over these issues, her phone buzzed. Unlocking it, she saw a message from Sean. Before she could open it, her phone lit up with an incoming call from him. “Emily,” Sean’s voice was soft and reassuring, “I’m sorry for making you worry these past few days. My dad forced me to join a project and took my phone away. I just got it back now that the project’s done.” “It’s fine as long as you’re okay. I’m sorry for dragging you into this mess,” Emily replied, her tone tinged with guilt. Sean frowned on the other end of the line. “This has nothing to do with you. It’s all Justin’s fault for being such a jerk! He didn’t hurt you, did he?” “No,” Emily replied, feigning a lighthearted tone. It was just that Justin continued to keep her as his mistress, u
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.