Aveline glanced over at Selena and asked, "Did you stay up all night?"Selena looked like a ghost as she wandered down from the balcony, still in her pajamas, with dark circles under her eyes. “Yeah,” Selena muttered, her voice thick with exhaustion. "Couldn't sleep."Aveline set a plate of breakfast on the table and gestured for her to sit. "Come on, eat something. We can talk after."Selena nodded and sat down, but her mind seemed elsewhere, her gaze unfocused as if she were still lost in her thoughts.Aveline sighed softly, knowing the weight of the decision that lay ahead for her friend. "Let's figure this out after you’ve had something to eat and maybe some coffee."Selena gave a weak smile. "Yeah, maybe coffee will help."They both knew there were no easy answers, but for now, breakfast was as good a start as any."You haven't slept all night?" Aveline asked, surprised.Selena nodded and moved closer, wrapping her arms around Aveline. The chill from her skin seeped through, and
Winter had settled in, and the season's first snowfall blanketed the ground. Aveline wrapped her scarf snugly around her face as she stepped out of the building. The sky had already darkened, and she noticed a car parked a short distance away. Her steps faltered slightly when she spotted Gernard standing there, clad in a black coat."Mr. Cooper," she greeted as she approached, offering a polite smile. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting."Gernard smiled faintly and opened the car door. "No need to apologize; I just got here myself. Let's get in.""Alright." Aveline nodded.Earlier, Gernard had contacted her out of the blue, saying he wanted to meet. She felt a little puzzled but didn't refuse. After all, Gernard was her brother by blood. Perhaps this would be a chance to gauge his stance on things.The car's heating was on high, quickly dispelling the cold as Aveline removed her scarf. They drove to a restaurant, and once inside a private room, Gernard spoke up, "I came back unexpectedly t
As Gernard spoke of his sister, a hint of fondness and helplessness appeared on his face. Aveline watched him quietly for a moment before saying, "I actually have a question I want to ask you.""Go ahead," Gernard replied, his expression soft and patient. For some reason, every time he saw Aveline, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity that made him more patient than usual.Aveline hesitated for a second before speaking, "I know someone whose identity was stolen by another person. This person not only took everything that should have belonged to her—her life, her opportunities—but also went so far as to try and destroy her, using any means necessary, even resorting to arson and drugging. What do you think my friend should do?"Gernard's brow furrowed as he listened. "Your friend should expose the impostor for their crimes and reclaim everything that was stolen from her."Aveline kept her gaze fixed on him. "Do you really think that?""Of course." Gernard nodded firmly, answeri
Juliet returned to her room, quickly grabbing her phone and dialing a number. Her tone was full of accusations. "Didn't you say you were going to help me? Where are you? Where’s your plan? Are you lying to me?"The voice on the other end was calm and unhurried. "Why are you so anxious? Do you know you’re already under surveillance? Those two things you did have already been found out.""Impossible!" Juliet jumped up, her face filled with certainty. "I did everything so discreetly, how could they have found out? You must be lying to me!"A cold laugh came from the other end, and then Leo spoke, "Who do you think Lucas is? He managed to wrest control of the Tudor Group from his own father, pushing him to a stroke and hospitalization. His capabilities are far from ordinary."Juliet's panic grew, and she quickly asked, "If they know it was me, are they going to expose me?"Leo replied, "Exposing you is inevitable, it’s just a matter of time. In the meantime, lay low, stay quiet, and wait f
The two of them stood close, and his faint, fresh scent mingled with a hint of tobacco, wrapping around her senses. His eyes were locked on hers with a deep, intense gaze, like an ancient well drawing her in, refusing to let go.Aveline's lashes trembled slightly. She immediately took a step back and turned away, saying, "I won’t regret it."With that, she headed straight to the study.Lucas watched her retreating figure, feeling a wave of helplessness wash over him at her determined tone. Was she really that heartless? Could she not see the changes he had made?He followed her, speaking as he walked, "Now that Gernard came to ask you to get divorced, if he finds out you're actually his sister, he'll definitely regret it."Aveline's tone remained calm. "I don’t care."She had no great expectations for parental affection; her reason for seeking recognition was simply to stop the person who had been harming her from continuing to enjoy a life of wealth. Whoever had taken what belonged
There was one week left until the end of the cooling-off period.Aveline had been extremely busy, leaving early and returning late every day, with the two interns following suit. One afternoon, she received an unexpected call.“Hello?” she answered, puzzled.“Is this Miss Young? I'm the caregiver looking after Madam Barbara. Do you have some time now? She said she wants to see you,” the caregiver's voice came through.Aveline frowned slightly, considering Barbara's current condition. “Does she remember me?” she asked.The caregiver replied, “You'll know when you get here.” And with that, the line went dead.Aveline felt a bit suspicious, but she didn't dwell on it too much. She quickly sent a message to Lucas. He didn't respond immediately; he was likely busy.Since Aveline didn't have much scheduled for the afternoon—most of her tasks had been handed over to the two interns who were eager to learn and take on their first big project—she decided to head directly to the nursing home.
Barbara slowly lowered her raised hand, her clouded eyes filled with doubt as she looked at Aveline. “Are you telling the truth?” Seeing that Barbara had calmed down, Aveline helped her lean back against the headboard and replied, “Yes, we're getting divorced soon.” Barbara pressed further, “When are you getting divorced?” Aveline answered, “In seven days.” Barbara counted on her fingers and then looked at her, “You better not be lying to me. If you dare lie, I’ll still hit you!” Aveline looked helpless. If she wanted to hit, she could let her, right? Pulling a chair over, Aveline sat down and looked at Barbara's wrinkled face. “Grandma, do you really not remember me at all?” Barbara's face remained stern. “Why should I remember you? Are you that important?” A flicker of sadness crossed Aveline’s eyes. Indeed. She wasn’t important. So, it didn’t matter if she was remembered or not. The room fell silent for a moment. Aveline kept her gaze down, not looking a
Lucas's expression was truly terrifying, cold as ice, his dark eyes laced with a hint of harshness. Even though the person on the hospital bed was his grandmother, he showed no sign of softening. Aveline saw this and quickly said, "No, Grandma didn’t bully me." Barbara nodded repeatedly. “Yes, yes, I didn’t bully her. She wanted to cry on her own, I didn’t bully her.” Aveline was at a loss for words, caught between laughing and crying. She wiped her tears and said, "Seeing Grandma like this now, I just remembered some things from the past." Hearing this, Lucas’ expression softened a bit, and he asked, “What did you remember?” Aveline, her eyes red from crying, looked at him with a faint sadness. “Are you sure you want to know?” Lucas sighed. “Never mind.” There were many unpleasant things in the past, best not to bring them up. He turned to Barbara with a softened expression. “Why did you want to see her today?” Barbara still looked aggrieved and scared, her cloudy