"So what if I know?" Selina looked up at Nestor, her eyes distant, "The dead are gone. Do you really expect me to resent Grandmother?"Nestor pressed his lips together: "If you're willing, I'll make it up to you, including Grandmother's part."Seeing him finally tell the truth, Selina smiled with a
Whether it was from sleeping too much during the day or Nestor's sudden confession, Selina found herself tossing and turning in bed for hours after Nestor left, unable to fall asleep.Nestor's words kept echoing in her ears, along with the image of his scarred face.In front of Nestor, Selina had tr
Hearing him talk more and more absurdly, Selina found her mood greatly improved."If you're going to take care of me, William needs to recover quickly," Selina said with a smile. "I'm still waiting to attend William's world tour concert!"She hadn't attended any of William's concerts before, partly
Julian was using her as leverage to pressure Fernando, which is why he kidnapped William to force her to come to them voluntarily.In front of Samuel, however, Selina deliberately conflated her treatment of Carolina with Julian's coercion of her.Both of these things were true - she wasn't lying.Bu
Taking a step back, Samuel glanced at Nestor and said coldly: "I can let you go, but he must publicly apologize to me."Nestor snorted disdainfully: "You took my girlfriend away without reason. I came to rescue her. What's wrong with that?"He spoke righteously. Samuel turned to look at Selina: "Are
Selina and Nestor stood by the roadside, with a fleet of identical black cars silently following behind.Nestor opened the car door and forcefully pushed Selina into the back seat, then bent down to follow her in.As the car started, Nestor finally looked at the fuming Selina."Yes, I do want you to
She wanted to threaten Nestor, but realized she didn't have much leverage over him.In fact, even regarding their cooperation, Selina wasn't sure if someone with Nestor's capabilities would really care about it.Nestor just gave her a deep glance, not speaking again.The rest of the journey was sile
[I'll take you to the Ross tomorrow][Get some good rest]The messages were concise, without any punctuation.Two messages, sent two minutes apart.For Nestor, who hated typing, this was the epitome of patience.Selina could almost imagine Nestor sending the first message, feeling it was a bit cold,