With a gentle smile, he turned and left.
Leaving Stella utterly puzzled.
What was going on?
Andrew seemed off today?
Puzzled, Tony opened the door and appeared.
Stella squinted. "What's going on? Last time, you said the intimate relationship between you two was over?"
"Yeah, it's over."
Tony shrugged. "So now... we're probably in a romantic relationship."
Stella: ...
"What are you doing? You said Andrew wasn't serious about you at all. Did you ever think about that? Have you gone crazy?!"
"Maybe."
Tony took out a cigarette from his pocket, his eyes briefly softened.
"Maybe I am crazy to believe his nonsense."
But Andrew's words were too tempting.
Spending a lifetime with him...
He'd gamble one last time.
...
When Diana woke up, it was nearly noon. She sat up in bed, her hair a disheveled mess, feeling disoriented for a few seconds.
"Did I ov
The men swiftly shifted their demeanor, showering Mr. Lin with flattery, their faces flushed with excitement. Mr. Lin remained composed. "You can head back now, let's catch up another day." The men bid their polite goodbyes. Left outside, Diana's feelings were hard to articulate. Gotta admit, these old gentlemen's acting skills are better than Anthony's. Once everyone left, Mr. Lin straightened his Tang suit and sat up straight. Assuming a profound and serious expression, he looked at Diana and coughed lightly. "Ms. Thompson, how did you arrive so quickly?" As per his calculations, even if Diana had immediately set off, given the traffic conditions, she wouldn't have arrived for at least another half-hour, enough time for him to pack up and put on a show. So, how did she suddenly appear? Caught off guard. Completely disrupting his plan. Diana approached, "I rode my motorcycle." "M
"Tired." He said. Forget it. No matter how much he showed off, he felt like he couldn't surprise her. "Since you're into art, I bet you've got a good eye for aesthetics. Looking at it now, you've got the knack for design, aesthetics, and hands-on skills. Now... what you need is practice," Mr. Lin remarked. Mr. Lin shifted his gaze. "Little girl, I do value you, but to become my apprentice, you need to pass a test." He spun the laptop on the table, displaying a website. "This is the briefing for the New Talent Design Competition. Every year, numerous budding designers participate in this competition, specifically in the fields of jewelry and fashion design. If you can secure an outstanding award, I'll acknowledge you." A competition... Diana narrowed her eyes, a hint of determination glinting within. As expected. Becoming Mr. Lin's apprentice wasn't going to be easy. However... She enjoyed
A few bouncers gathered their courage and lunged at Diana once again. Yet, she remained unfazed, calmly blocking their attacks. Despite her slender arms and legs, her punches packed an unexpected force. In a blink, only one bouncer remained standing. "Don't... Don't come any closer!" the man was drenched in sweat. What in the world was this woman? Next to him, Godber exclaimed, "Wow! I never knew you were this skilled!" Hearing this, the bouncer abruptly turned his head. He was close to Godber. Since this man and Diana were accomplices, then... His eyes narrowed, swiftly turning to grab Godber, a knife against his neck. "Don't come any closer, or I'll kill him!" Wide-eyed, Godber showed fear in his eyes. "What are you doing? Murder is against the law..." Diana's gaze turned icy. "Let him go. This has nothing to do with him." Seeing Diana compromised, Scarlett showe
"This time, I'll see where you run," Kirin stepped forward, just as a blade "whooshed" past him. Mitbahl dashed forward, blocking Kirin's path. Godber quickly followed from behind. With Kirin by their side, they launched an attack against Mitbahl. Despite his best efforts, Mitbahl struggled against the two. He was overpowered, sent flying meters away, crashing into a massive rock at the roadside. The impact shattered the rock into pieces. "D*mn it!" Mitbahl cried out in agony. Godber and Kirin didn't allow him a moment's respite, charging forward again. Mitbahl roared, "Misoup, if you don't show up now, I'm done for!" As his words echoed, a petite figure emerged from the nearby bushes. Misoup aimed a machine gun at them. Rapid gunfire erupted, flames and debris scattering in chaos. In the midst of the confusion, Mitbahl's cries rang out. "Damn it, Misoup, are you t
He composed himself, but the next moment, there were urgent knocks on the door. Before he could respond, Jacob barged in. "John, urgent matter." Jacob's tone was serious. "About Ms. Thompson." Hearing the mention of her name, John's eyes flickered. He muttered something to his clients and closed his laptop. "Speak." Jacob's voice lowered, "Ms. Thompson has been kidnapped by the Nelsons. Mitbahl just sent the message; three secret guards from the Nelsons appeared and took Ms. Thompson away with a helicopter..." Jacob stopped midway because he sensed the atmosphere in the room had shifted drastically. At the mention of Diana being kidnapped, John's originally indifferent expression turned frosty. The room's atmosphere dropped to freezing point, suffocating with pressure. He looked at Jacob. The icy, distant gaze seemed bottomless, shrouded in darkness and danger. Jacob lowered his head, fee
Every time she sees him, she's like this—alert, defensive, angry... with a hint of disdain? This attitude weighed heavy on his chest, an inexplicable discomfort. "Change your expression," he spoke up. Diana seemed puzzled. But then she heard him say, "Smile." Diana: ... "...I can't!" If she weren't currently restrained, she'd have jumped up like a fish out of water, using the chains to throttle this jerk! Yosef's gaze softened. "Why can't you smile?" Why? Diana almost laughed out of exasperation. "Can you smile when you're tied up like a hog?" "It depends on who's doing the tying." Yosef released her and, seeing the red mark on her jaw, suddenly reached for her collar. With a flick of his slender index finger, he undid a button. Diana: ! This lunatic. Is this guy out of his mind?! "You're not serious, are you?" Yosef: "Do I look like
The two faced off for a moment. Then... Yosef lightly uttered two words. "No fun." With that, he turned and walked towards the door. He opened it, exiting. Leaving Diana alone in the room, furrowing her brow. Just like that... he left? What kind of turn was this? She thought it over. This had to be the calm before the storm. That psycho must be brewing up something wicked. She couldn't let her guard down. Meanwhile, outside the room's corridor... Near the door, the sound caught Godber and Kirin's attention. Yosef emerged. "Mr. Nelson." Kirin instantly straightened. Yosef glanced at him, then shifted his gaze to Godber. His eyes fixed on the bandaged hand. "Roughed up by a woman, huh?" This was the first time Godber appeared in such disarray. Godber shrugged. "You saw it yourself. She ripped off the chain from the wall barehan
"Ms. Thompson, why would you think that? It's because Mr. Nelson cares about you, of course." Doctor Zhang said. Those words nearly shattered Diana's expression. Yosef Nelson, caring about her? It was the most absurd thing she had ever heard. "Ms. Thompson, Mr. Nelson is new to love, inexperienced. Deep down, he cares for you. Please don't misunderstand him," Doctor Zhang said, noticing the heavy chains restraining her, feeling a bit guilty. Doctor Zhang: Ah, Mr. Nelson was far too eager. How could he be so forceful? He might have frightened this young woman considerably. Thinking this, Doctor Zhang glanced at her with a touch more pity. Diana didn't misconstrue Yosef's intentions. But she felt Doctor Zhang misunderstood Yosef deeply. Though she wasn't sure what Yosef was up to, having her injuries healed was undoubtedly a good thing. It increased her chances of escaping. Meanwhile, on the villa's balcony, Yosef on the third floor lean