The screech of tires cut through the night.“Bang!”Russell slammed his fist onto the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the brightly lit villa in the distance where Aveline was being held. He was so close, just a step away. But if he abandoned the contract now, all the effort he had put into securing his position in the Skyler family would be for nothing.His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, veins bulging across his knuckles, his jaw clenched as he stared intensely at the villa one last time. Then, with a deep breath, he restarted the engine, spinning the wheel, and sped toward the airport.…“Hurry up and open the door! They’re really coming!” Wanda’s panicked voice echoed from outside the bathroom. The two bodyguards were pushing against the door with all their might, but Aveline had barricaded it with a cabinet and was doing everything she could to hold it in place.However, she was struggling. Fighting off two grown men was taking its toll. Her face was pale, and bea
Aveline tilted her head slightly, relying on the sound to guide her. "Leo, is that you?"Leo’s surprised voice cut through the silence, "What happened to your eyes?""The people who held me here injected something into them," she replied, her voice calm despite the circumstances. "I can’t see anything right now."Without hesitation, Leo reached for her wrist, gently holding it. "I'll take you out of here. We need to get you to a hospital for a check-up."Though hesitant at first, Aveline knew she didn’t have much of a choice. Staying here was too dangerous—what if the people who had taken her returned? With a reluctant sigh, she followed Leo.Still, something nagged at her. "Leo, how did you find me?"As they moved cautiously toward the exit, Leo kept his grip on her steady, his voice soft. "I’ve been working on a nearby construction site. I saw you standing on the balcony one day. I tried to come up and talk to you, but the villa's bodyguards chased me off. After that, I kept an eye o
After the injection, Aveline was informed that she would briefly lose consciousness, and when she woke up, her sight would be restored. She nodded in agreement. There wasn’t much else she could do. She couldn’t stay blind—it left her too vulnerable.She could only gamble now. If she lost, she’d have to accept the consequences. But what if she won?Leo watched quietly from the side. Once the doctor administered the injection, Leo followed him out of the room. At the end of the corridor, a cold breeze slipped through the cracked window.The doctor spoke respectfully, "As you requested, it’s done. Her vision should return soon.""Good," Leo replied curtly, adding, "Make sure she stays asleep as long as possible.""Understood."…Meanwhile, the police began their investigation swiftly. Desmond glanced at Lucas, who was sitting inside the car, his face haggard with exhaustion. He softly urged, "Mr. Tudor, you haven’t slept for days. You should go back and rest. I’m sure Mrs. Tudor w
Cathy maintained a composed smile. "Lucas, you're here."Lucas nodded, his gaze shifting to Rina’s pale face. He asked, puzzled, "What happened to her?"Rina’s eyes welled up with tears, and she bit her lip before softly replying, "I’m fine, Lucas.""Did someone upset you?" Lucas pressed. "You can tell me or your grandfather, and we’ll make sure someone takes care of it."Rina gave a quiet nod and retreated to her room without another word. After exchanging brief farewells with her mother, Lucas left as well.Once in the car, he leaned back in his seat, his expression icy.Desmond glanced over and said, "Mr. Wilbert has learned of Russell’s true intentions. He likely won’t support him any longer. With how Russell has treated Rina, the Johnson family might push for a divorce."If that happened, all of Russell’s efforts would be for nothing.Lucas opened his eyes, his dark gaze laced with a hint of red. "He brought this upon himself."…When Aveline woke again, it was already the follow
"Okay." Aveline nodded, settling into the car to wait. Leo called for a tow truck, which took about forty minutes to arrive. After the car was towed, they began walking toward the bus stop. The two-kilometer walk took nearly twenty minutes, with frequent breaks due to Aveline’s weakened state. By the time they reached the stop near Maple Gardens, night had already fallen. The winter sky grew dark early, and the cold evening air hung around them.Aveline turned to Leo and said, "Come up with me for a bit. Have some tea and rest."Leo shook his head. "No need. I’m just glad I got you home safely. Here’s my number—call me if you ever need anything."Aveline felt a pang of guilt. He had helped her so much, and she had done nothing in return. "You haven’t eaten dinner yet, right? I’m a good cook. Stay for a meal before you go," she insisted again.Leo was about to decline, but his stomach growled loudly, betraying him. They both laughed."Well, I guess I can’t say no to that," Leo said,
Selena listened, wide-eyed, to Aveline’s story. When she finally put down her cup, her face was full of concern. "What about your eyes? Are they completely healed now?"Aveline nodded. "Thanks to Leo. He rescued me and got me to the hospital in time. If it weren’t for him, I might never have regained my sight."Selena quickly turned to Leo, gratitude evident in her expression. "Thank you so much!"Leo smiled softly. "No need to thank me. You both helped me before; this was the least I could do."Selena then shifted her gaze back to Aveline, her attention dropping to her stomach. She gently placed her hand on Aveline’s belly. "There’s a little life here?"Aveline nodded. "Yes."Selena blinked, then asked bluntly, "It’s that scumbag Lucas' child?”Aveline hesitated for a moment before replying, "...Yes."Selena withdrew her hand, staring at her. "What are you going to do about it?""I plan to keep the baby," Aveline said firmly.Selena frowned. "But if you keep the baby and Lucas finds o
Selena, clearly annoyed, snapped, "What do you mean by that? Why wouldn’t I have leads? I’m not telling you anything! Just tell me where Lucas is—I need to talk to him in person!"Aaron chuckled, clearly amused, as if he could picture Selena's frustration even through the phone. The thought seemed to entertain him, but he didn’t keep her waiting. "Alright, alright. I’ll call him now.""Good, hurry up." Selena hung up and turned to Aveline, giving her a playful wink. "We’ve been going crazy trying to find you these past couple of days. Even Desmond filed a police report. But once you see Lucas, you can clear everything up."Aveline nodded. "I know." She was still unsure whether to tell Lucas about the pregnancy. They were already divorced, and in her mind, this child was hers alone. But Lucas had said he would try to win her back, that he’d respect her choices.He had changed, or maybe he had just returned to the person she once knew—the Lucas she had fallen in love with.Perhaps mee
Selena glanced at Aveline, concerned. "Are you sure you're okay with this kind of environment?"Aveline nodded. "It’s fine. Once we find him, we’ll leave.""Right," Selena agreed and then led the way into the bar.Finding someone in the midst of a crowd wasn’t easy. The place was packed, and with Aveline not having her phone, they couldn’t split up to search faster.…In one of the bar’s shadowed booths, Lucas sat slumped over, surrounded by empty bottles. He tugged at his collar in frustration, his entire demeanor filled with despair and confusion.His usually sharp eyes were bloodshot, and though the lights flickered and flashed all around him, none seemed to reach the dark corner where he sat.Lucas stared blankly at the revelers around him, his face twisted in frustration.He couldn’t find her.He had lost Aveline.Where could she be? Who had taken her? Why?Endless questions swirled in his mind, his head throbbing with the weight of it all.He grabbed another drink and downed it,
Jolie stirred, her eyes fluttering open in the dimly lit cabin. The sharp, handsome features of the man before her were so close that she could feel the warmth of his breath. His lips, carrying his familiar scent, gently traced hers, as if torn between waking her and letting her sleep. Her breath hitched, a brief moment of confusion washing over her. Gavin noticed and, in response, pressed a firm kiss to her lips. "Did I wake you?" "You did that on purpose," Jolie replied, her voice soft and husky from sleep. "Mm." Gavin didn’t deny it, his tone unapologetic as he leaned down to kiss her again. Still groggy, Jolie found herself caught off guard, his lips capturing hers with a growing intensity. By the time she realized what was happening, he had deepened the kiss, his tongue teasing and tangling with hers in an intoxicating rhythm. Her breath quickened, and she instinctively pushed against him. Gavin pulled back, only to trail kisses along her cheek and down her neck, his
The night air was cool, a gentle breeze slipping through the car window and lifting the strands of hair framing her face. They fluttered across her vision, briefly distracting her, yet she could still clearly see his eyes. At that moment, the unease and uncertainty stirring in her chest melted away, replaced by an inexplicable sense of calm. It felt as though there was nothing he couldn’t handle. As long as he wanted to. Jolie smiled softly and said, "Alright." When they arrived at the private airstrip, the captain came forward to exchange a few words with Gavin. Standing nearby, Jolie watched and couldn’t resist asking, "How long will you be staying?" Gavin glanced at her. "How long do you want me to stay?" The overly intimate tone of his words, spoken with such casual ease, caught her off guard. Her cheeks flushed immediately—especially since there were others around to hear it. Lowering her gaze shyly, she murmured, "You can stay as long as you want." She turned he
Gavin looked at her, his gaze steady, and replied in a calm voice, "You’ve got the leverage to do it." Oh... Jolie’s heart skipped a beat, her pulse momentarily thrown off rhythm. What was this feeling? It was as if someone was spoiling her, cherishing her unconditionally. Even though it was just a simple conversation, it carried a warmth she couldn’t ignore. For a moment, she realized that what she once thought was affection and care had been nothing but an illusion. A smile unconsciously curved on her lips as her eyes lit up. "Does this mean I can walk around Larbor City like I own the place?" Gavin raised an eyebrow. "Are you a crab?" Jolie burst into laughter, her mood instantly lifted by his quick-witted remark. Her earlier irritation dissipated, replaced by lightheartedness. Whether or not he meant it, the fact that he sided with her made her happy. "I’m full. Should we head out?" she asked, her appetite long gone after everything that had happened earlier.
The girl stared in disbelief, her hands clutching her face. "You hit me?" Jolie blinked innocently at her. "Weren’t you the one insisting I hit you earlier? I just gave you another slap to match your story. You should be used to it by now." "Jolie Quin!" Ian had reached his limit, his voice full of anger as he glared at her. "Apologize to her!" Jolie glanced at him, her expression calm but icy. "Get lost." She had thought he might be reasonable, but clearly, he was blinded by infatuation. She had no patience to deal with him any longer and turned to leave. Before she could take a step, Ian grabbed her arm roughly. "Jolie, you’re not leaving without apologizing! I don’t think I’ve ever wronged you, have I? We used to get along just fine, didn’t we?" "Let go," Jolie said, her brows knitting in disgust. She hated being touched, especially by someone she considered beneath her. Ian tightened his grip, his hand digging into her arm hard enough to cause pain. "Jolie, yo
Jolie was completely baffled, a string of question marks running through her mind. But when the girl suddenly dropped to her knees, it genuinely startled her.She quickly reached out to help her up. "Get up first. We can talk properly."Before Jolie could react, the girl grabbed her hand and slapped herself hard across the face with it.Smack!The crisp sound echoed in the quiet hallway, leaving Jolie frozen in shock."Why did you hit me?" The girl, who had just been crying like an innocent damsel in distress, now clutched her face and loudly accused her. "Ian and I are the real couple! You’re the one coming between us. How could you hit me?"Jolie blinked, completely dumbfounded, as the girl’s voice rang out.A few passersby paused, glancing over to witness the commotion.Meanwhile, Ian, who had been waiting and wondering why his girlfriend hadn’t returned, came looking for her. The scene he walked into—his girlfriend on the ground, crying and accusing Jolie—made him stride forward,
The person in the hallway glanced at her briefly but quickly looked away, as though she were a stranger. Jolie’s hand, lifted halfway to wave, stalled in mid-air.What... was that? Gavin noticed her reaction and asked in a low voice, "What’s wrong?" "Nothing," Jolie replied, shaking her head and brushing it off. The man outside was Ian. Pretending not to know her was probably his way of avoiding unnecessary trouble—after all, they had already "broken up." The door to their private room shut completely, and Gavin hadn’t seen Ian or his group. He turned back to her and asked, "Do you come here often?" "Yeah," Jolie nodded. "I come here a lot with friends." So, this was one of her favorite hidden gems. The fact that she was willing to share it with him felt significant somehow. Gavin caught himself lingering on that thought and was momentarily taken aback by his own reaction. He kept his expression neutral, not letting on what had crossed his mind. The food arrived qui
The reason it wasn’t the same was simple—her plan would fall apart if she got caught.Of course, that wasn’t something she could admit.Jolie simply said, "I just don’t want any unnecessary complications. Since you’ve already arranged the flight, let’s just leave directly."Gavin’s dark eyes fixed on her for a moment, but he didn’t press the issue.It was clear she didn’t want to talk about it any further, so he let it drop.When the elevator doors opened, the two of them walked out together. A car was already waiting at the entrance. Gavin, ever the gentleman, opened the door for her.The car pulled away from Cooper Enterprises, and Gavin asked, "What do you want to eat?"Jolie, busy typing on her phone, replied, "I know a good restaurant."It was a cozy place she loved, one she often visited with her friends."Alright," Gavin replied, pulling out his phone to respond to some emails. With his work condensed into such a tight schedule, he seized every spare moment to handle it.Jolie p
Gavin suddenly recalled Wilfried's words, "That girl doesn’t even like you."Lowering his gaze slightly, Gavin pushed the thought aside without explanation, his expression remaining cool and indifferent as he watched her. After Jolie finished looking through the photos, she turned to him and asked, "Why do you have pictures of all these women?" "My father brought them over," Gavin replied. "Oh." Jolie nodded knowingly and didn’t press further. It was easy enough to figure out—the Cooper family obviously wanted him to consider an arranged marriage, so they sent over these photos for him to choose from. She could understand that. In fact, she even helped him look through them, just in case one of these women turned out to be a good match for him. After all, their relationship wasn’t meant to last forever. When he grew tired of her and she had her fun, they’d part ways, and everything would return to normal. As she neatly organized the photos and placed them back on the ta
It was Jolie’s first time visiting Cooper Enterprises, and she couldn’t help but feel a sense of curiosity about the place.No, to be precise, it was her first time stepping into any corporate office. The Quin family also had company, but she had never visited, nor had Daisy or Terence ever asked her to.The private elevator for the CEO was stunningly opulent, its polished surface gleaming like a mirror, perfectly reflecting their images. Jolie’s heart began to race with an inexplicable excitement.The assistant glanced at her and said with a warm smile, "Miss Quin, there’s no need to be nervous. Mr. Cooper will definitely be delighted to see you."Jolie nodded and replied, "I’m not nervous."The elevator moved swiftly, and as they neared the executive office, Jolie adjusted her cap and mask, pulling them snugly to hide her face as much as possible.Meanwhile, near the adjacent employee elevator, Rosalie was holding a stack of files, ready to head downstairs.She froze the moment she s