“I was taking a dump,” Emily replied bluntly.Emma was momentarily stunned, her expression freezing. How could Emily be so uncouth, speaking so crudely?Without waiting for a response, Emily stepped past her and walked away.Emma glanced at the restroom entrance, her teeth gritting in frustration as her hand clenched tightly into a fist.*On a sofa by the side of the banquet hall, a group of well-dressed socialites sipped wine and nibbled on desserts while chatting. As soon as Emma left the room, their restrained conversation turned into gossip."Heidi, I must say, your son, Justin, is incredibly devoted. Three years, and he still can’t let go of Emma, even managing to bring her back into his life," one of the women remarked.The high-society circle wasn’t that large and any tidbit of gossip quickly spread.Heidi set her wine glass down, her expression sour. “Honestly, I wish he weren’t so single-minded. I don’t care if he finds someone of similar status or if it’s a business
Zac placed some of the food residue in a bag for testing and instructed the hotel staff to clean up the mess on the floor. “How’s my mom?” Justin asked, his worry evident. “She’s out of danger for now but we’ll need to put her on an IV drip shortly.,” Zac replied, his tone reassuring. Hearing this, Justin finally exhaled in relief. “It appears to be poisoning, but we’ll need to test the food residue at the hospital to confirm,” Zac said, his expression grave. “From her symptoms, it seems like organophosphate poisoning.” “Organophosphate? You mean… pesticide?” “Yes. Fortunately, the dose she ingested was small enough to allow for rescue.” “Who could be so malicious as to try and kill Heidi?” Stella blurted out. “Can’t you keep quiet?” Justin’s uncle, Harry Yates, shot her a warning glare. Stella scoffed and rolled her eyes at her husband but didn’t press further. At that moment, the ambulance arrived at the hotel. The sirens were turned off to avoid drawing
Emily left the restroom, thinking about Justin’s promise to arrange a car for her to leave. She didn’t want to stay at the party any longer and decided to wait quietly in a corner while texting Sean to let him know she was heading out. As she waited, she noticed a group of people hurriedly carrying someone away from the area where she had been sitting earlier. The distance made it hard to see who it was, but she didn’t give it much thought.Bored, Emily continued waiting. Before Sam contacted her about the car, Sean appeared instead.“Why are you leaving so early, Emily? Are you still mad at me for tricking you into coming? I didn’t mean to upset you. I just didn’t want you clinging to Justin!” Sean’s voice was full of concern.Emily had been angry earlier, but her frustration had subsided. In truth, it was the hope of escaping Justin’s grasp that had lured her here. She now realized that leaving would be something she had to figure out on her own.“I don’t enjoy events like this
“The surveillance footage caught it all!” Heidi exclaimed, tossing the tablet onto the floor near Emily.The thick carpet softened the impact, but the tablet landed screen-up, playing back the recorded footage. On the screen was a scene of Emily sitting on the sofa.“What do you have to say for yourself now?” Heidi demanded furiously.Zac, growing increasingly anxious, jumped in to defend Emily. “This doesn’t prove she poisoned anyone. It just shows she sat on the sofa. There’s no footage of her actually tampering with anything.“Besides,” he continued, “there were multiple glasses of wine. How would Emily even know which one Heidi would take?”Emily glanced at Zac with a look of gratitude.Heidi, however, was unmoved. “Zac, whose side are you on?” she asked, her frustration boiling over.“I’m on your side, of course,” Zac replied, his tone firm and righteous. “We can’t let the real culprit go unpunished. But maybe the poisoning wasn’t caught on camera, or the method used was so
“I heard about the incident and simply shared what I witnessed. I hope it helps with your investigation,” Wilfred said politely. Standing at 6'3", Wilfred easily looked past Justin’s shoulder to meet Emily’s gaze. He offered her a gentle smile and a nod of acknowledgment. Though Emily didn’t know Wilfred personally, she appreciated his willingness to testify on her behalf. Returning his nod, she smiled back in gratitude. “I’ve said all I know. I’ll take my leave now and let you handle your affairs,” Wilfred concluded, preparing to exit the venue. “Sam…” Justin began, intending to have his assistant escort their guest. “Justin, allow me to see Mr. Wilfred out,” Harry interjected, stepping forward eagerly. “Mr. Wilfred, let me accompany you,” Harry offered with a tone of respect laced with flattery. “Thank you,” Wilfred replied graciously. As they departed, Wilfred turned back briefly, giving Emily one final nod.Watching this, Emma tilted her head with feigned i
Emma hadn’t been intimate with Justin yet, and this was the one subject she absolutely couldn’t stand being brought up, especially not by Emily.Emily and Justin’s first time had been awkward. He was inexperienced, almost like a fumbling teenager, and his skills were lacking. But with time, he had grown more experienced and skilled.Snapping out of her thoughts, Emily’s eyes turned cold as she faced Emma. “If you’re so fond of used men, Miss Xander, you can have him.”With that, the elevator doors slid open. Emily stepped inside without sparing Emma another glance.As the doors closed, Emma’s face twisted in barely concealed fury.Inside the elevator, Emily cast her gaze downward, pressing the button for her floor with disinterest. Emma wasn’t worth her attention.When the elevator reached the ground floor, the doors opened to reveal Sean waiting outside. “Why are you here?” Emily asked, surprised. Sean looked mildly aggrieved. “I knew you’d try to sneak out without telling
“Mr. Wilfred,” Emily nodded politely. “What’s going on?”“Oh, we’re out of gas,” Wilfred replied with a small chuckle. “Trying to figure out how to get down the mountain.”The Mandale Hotel was nestled halfway up a coastal hill.“My apologies, Mr. Wilfred,” his assistant interjected, clearly embarrassed. “I completely forgot to refuel.”Emily hesitated, feeling awkward. She wanted to offer them a ride since Wilfred had just helped clear her name. But then she remembered that she hadn’t driven here. She had come with Sean.“You can ride with us,” Sean offered smoothly, breaking the tension.“That’s very kind of you. Thank you,” Wilfred said with a warm smile.The four of them climbed into the car. Sean took the driver’s seat, and Wilfred’s assistant quickly claimed the front passenger seat, leaving Emily and Wilfred in the back.Sean couldn’t help but feel a twinge of annoyance. He had wanted Emily in the front with him, not chatting away with Wilfred in the back.“So, Miss Yat
“Miss Yates?” Wilfred turned to Emily after Sean declined the invitation, his tone polite yet insistent. Emily hesitated, caught in a dilemma. She wanted to hear more about Haley’s artistic inspirations, but turning down Sean’s dinner offer only to accept Wilfred’s would feel wrong. Sensing her discomfort, Wilfred added with a calm smile, “Please, don’t feel obligated. I simply dislike owing favors.” That made sense. Though Emily didn’t know much about Wilfred’s background, his presence at Heidi’s exclusive birthday celebration hinted at significant influence. People of his stature likely avoided debts that could lead to unreasonable demands. But if anyone owed a favor here, it was Emily. Wilfred had helped her earlier by speaking up in her defense. With that thought, she spoke up. “Actually, it should be me treating you to dinner, Mr. Wilfred. After all, you helped me back in the room.” “Well then,” Wilfred said with a light chuckle, “as we say back in Haven State, i
At last, Justin found Haley in the hospital’s back garden.She sat alone on a wooden bench, the autumn wind lifting strands of her hair as she tilted her head toward the starry night sky. Her eyes were vacant and hollow.“Sis…” Justin bent over, hands on his knees, panting hard. “Why are you sitting out here? It’s chilly at night. Come on, let’s go back. Dinner’s waiting, and I’m starving.”He didn’t know if she had overheard his conversation with Jacob. He had no idea how much she had heard.So all he could do now… was pretend nothing had happened."Was it fun lying to me, Justin Yates?" Her voice was dry and lifeless.The last time she found out she had only been a stand-in love, it had happened right here—at Lichfield Hospital, in the same garden, under a sky just like this one.The wind had been just as sharp, just as cold, cutting straight to the bone.It felt like being sliced open again and again, each cut peeling away more of her flesh, until there was nothing left but
Jacob clamped his jaw shut and refused to speak.Justin narrowed his eyes. “You don’t have to talk,” he said coldly. “All I have to do is send this in for testing. If it turns out to be lethal—then congratulations. You’re looking at attempted murder.”He glanced at the clock on the nightstand, estimating Haley would be back any minute. He was about to call for the guards to take Jacob away when—Jacob suddenly let out a low, hateful growl. “You think you’ve won, don’t you, Justin?“Well, you haven’t. You’ve lost completely.“You really think Emma’s first time was with you?” Jacob sneered, his face contorted with spite. “It was with me. On that hotel bed at the Mandale Hotel—right next to you!“We did it with you lying there passed out! You thought you were the one who slept with her? No—it was me!“And not just that night. Every night after, too. I slept with her again and again. Your precious angel? She’s been used up and ruined by me!“And that baby you thought was yours?
The hospital suite was a luxury unit. No one was in the living area or kitchenette. The heavily disguised “doctor” shifted his gaze toward the main bedroom.The door was closed.He quietly pushed the cart forward, lightly pressing down on the handle and easing the door open. The sound was barely audible—just the faint squeak of wheels and the soft tap of footsteps.Approaching the bed, he saw Justin lying there with his eyes shut, seemingly fast asleep.Carefully, the man pulled out an empty syringe and filled it with a clear liquid. Moving slowly, he rolled up the loose sleeve of Justin’s hospital gown, exposing his arm. The needle crept closer to the skin.But just as it was about to pierce—Justin’s eyes flew open.In one swift motion, he grabbed the man’s wrist and sat upright, twisting his arm behind his back and slamming him facedown against the bed.With a sharp twist of his fingers, the syringe slipped from the man’s grip and clattered to the floor.Justin yanked down
Haley wanted to tell Justin what had happened at the company.But when she opened the door to the hospital room, she found both Sam and Zac already inside."You're back, Sis," Justin said with a cheerful smile. Clearly, he had already heard everything from Sam—yet there was no anger, no frustration on his face. Just warmth, like nothing had happened."Um... we’ll let you two talk," Zac said, rubbing the bridge of his nose before gesturing for Sam to follow him out.The door opened and shut again, leaving only Haley and Justin in the quiet room.She walked over slowly, guilt written all over her face. Her voice was low, almost trembling. "I'm sorry... about the company.""It’s okay, Sis. Don’t blame yourself," Justin said brightly, pumping his fist in the air. "My uncle bullied you. When I learn how to run the company, I’ll make him pay for it! Sound good?"He looked like he couldn’t care less about losing the president title.Haley stayed quiet, her head still down, should
In the top-floor conference room, an emergency shareholders' meeting was underway. The primary agenda was the removal of Haley as RC Corporation’s acting president.The fallout from the recent workplace fatality had seriously damaged the company’s reputation, even forcing their flagship international project to halt temporarily.Things had barely begun, and they were already facing one obstacle after another.Harry sat near the end of the table, watching Haley’s icy expression with undisguised satisfaction. “Just yesterday,” he announced with a smug smile, “I acquired three percent of RC Corporation’s shares from Jason Zimmer.“With the two percent I already held, my total may not exceed Miss Haley’s, but I have full confidence in my ability to lead this company forward. I will rally our thousands of employees, and I promise each of you—my fellow shareholders—you will see the returns I deliver.“I ask for your trust and your vote.”This time, Harry didn’t even bother hiding hi
Justin glanced at Haley again through the mirror. She was still beautiful. Years of skincare, clean living, and regular workouts had kept her looking as stunning as ever. Aside from the deeper emotion in her eyes—the kind that came from life experience—she hadn’t changed at all.He leaned in close and said with a grin, “Sis, I want one too.”Haley gave him a sideways look, then picked up another face mask from the counter and handed it to him.“I don’t know how to use it. Can you help me put it on?” he asked, clinging to her sleeve.“If you don’t know how, don’t do it,” she replied, pulling her hand back.Justin immediately snatched the mask back. “Aww, how can you be so heartless? You won’t even help me?”“You’ve got hands, don’t you?”“But I’ve never done it before!”“You did before you lost your memory.”“Well, I don’t remember that now.”“Then give it back.” Haley held out her hand, palm up.“Nope.”They bickered playfully, the back-and-forth echoing through the bathr
In the hospital room at Lichfield, Haley was half-reclining on the sofa, casually scrolling through her phone while Justin sat quietly nearby, studying project documents. He really seemed to take Haley’s words seriously. Despite the memory loss, he was making an effort to run the company.Suddenly, a notification popped up on her screen. She tapped it open.It was a message from Helen.“Sis, have you seen today’s trending news? Justin’s uncle got caught sneaking around with his mistress. It’s all over the internet. Yikes, it’s graphic. Let’s just say... there’s a whole lot of skin. You think his wife hasn’t lost her mind by now?”Haley replied with a calm message.“I saw it. You’re pregnant—try not to look at that kind of stuff.”“It was a push notification, I didn’t go looking for it! But seriously, for a gossip story to trend this high and stay up so long… you think Justin might’ve had a hand in it?” Helen was home with nothing to do during her pregnancy, and lately, her i
“Jacob, you…” Stella stared at him in disbelief. She had raised this child with her own hands, and now that something had happened, he was taking his father’s side?Jacob was a man himself. He had his fair share of flings outside, so naturally, he understood where his father was coming from.Never mind the fact that he still obsessed over Emma. That didn’t stop him from sleeping with other women over the past few months.“Dad, I’ve already paid someone to start pulling the news down. Things are at a critical point right now. You need to lay low.”It was clear Jacob knew all about his father’s affairs—probably more than one.Harry finally pulled out his phone and checked the news. His expression darkened as he read through the headlines. It wasn’t until Jacob reminded him that he realized how serious this could be.“What about your engagement?” he asked.“Don’t worry. I’ve already smoothed things over with my fiancée,” Jacob said flatly.Both families had entered this engageme
Harry burst into laughter and didn’t spare a single glance at his son. He dragged the woman straight into the bedroom, not even bothering to close the curtains before getting straight to "work."Across the street, someone aimed a camera from a neighboring window and captured the entire scene. That same day, a scandalous exposé was written up and posted online. It didn't take long before it shot to the top of trending news and stayed there.Though Harry wasn’t a celebrity or public figure, curious netizens flooded the comments. As people started digging, they quickly discovered that the man in the photos was none other than Harry Yates, Vice Chairman of RC Corporation.That night, back at the Yates’ villa, the entire place was lit up. Stella sat stiffly on the sofa, gripping her tablet so tightly her knuckles turned white. On the screen were blurred-out photos and detailed captions of her husband’s affair.Each image and every word only added fuel to her rage.Her first instinct wa