Compensating with a smile, he said, “Last time, regarding that lawsuit, the client found our law firm and begged Lawyer Wilson to take the case, with a very sincere attitude. To be honest, as a member of Grand Empire’s lawyer pool, it was a case we shouldn’t have accepted. But, well… people inevitably have feelings. Fortunately, in the end, it didn’t harm Grand Empire’s interests, and it also allowed us to witness the strength of the younger generation of lawyers.”Calvin remained noncommittal. “In business, we should, of course, handle the opportunities that come to us. Director Helsen’s ability to grow Sterling and Stone into such a large enterprise is surely based on his keen judgment of timing and circumstances.”The point was clear: not to mention Mark, though the statement indirectly alluded to him.Devin glanced at the guests at the table, observing their eager expressions. His unease grew. Why did it feel as though mentioning Mark at this moment would only harm him?Smiling to
Sure enough, in less than ten minutes, Calvin was standing in her living room. His body carried the faint scent of alcohol, mixed with the chill of the outdoor night breeze, invading the cozy warmth of her space.He stood there like a storm ready to erupt, his piercing gaze making it seem as though he could devour her alive.Adriana, still munching on a shrimp ball, turned her head from the kitchen to glance at him. “What are you doing here? Coming to eat with me?”Calvin’s bandaged hand caught her attention. The bandages were neatly wrapped, done with care, and didn’t diminish his usual air of sophistication. However, his movements seemed somewhat restricted.He removed his suit jacket with one hand, struggled with the buttons, and then tossed it onto the sofa.Picking up a pair of chopsticks, he attempted to serve himself, but the task wasn’t going smoothly. He raised his eyes, and even through the steamy mist of the hot pot, his gaze remained as cold and sharp as ever.“Are you bli
The living room was strewn with furniture fittings, more cluttered than it had been an hour ago.The two stood in silence amidst the chaos, the room resembling a disaster zone after an earthquake.Adriana patted the dust off her hands. “You’re brilliant and make decisions that take my breath away. Not bad. Really good. I might even have to redefine the word genius.”Born stupid. he thought.Calvin dropped the knife, his gaze shifting to the disassembled shelf parts—boards, nails, glass panels, and a poorly folded instruction sheet buried at the bottom of the box.“IKEA? Oh, really? Of all places. Why didn’t you just buy something cheaper?”“You could’ve said that earlier. I still have Poundland on my phone,” Adriana shot back. “Next time, I’ll buy something cheap and come to you with a knife for help. Don’t argue.”Calvin groaned, rubbing his temple. A headache was brewing.Despite the mess, Adriana had to admit Calvin’s carpentry skills were impressive. With just one hand, he had eff
Finally, the bookcase was assembled and stood neatly under the lamp.A sense of accomplishment arose as Adriana rubbed her aching waist and said excitedly, “Calvin, you’re great.”Perhaps it was the atmosphere that made her forget she had been angry with him just over an hour ago.Calvin dropped the screwdriver and patted the side of the sturdy cabinet, completely unapologetic. “I know,” he replied with a smirk.Adriana snorted and laughed. For once, she didn’t instinctively dislike his cocky attitude. Instead, she sincerely gave him a thumbs up. But then her gaze fell on the bandage on his right hand, which was now oozing blood. “It looks like your wound has reopened,” she said with concern.Calvin looked more than a little disheveled. His once clean, white shirt was now wrinkled and smeared with oil stains. A few strands of hair had escaped his typically meticulous hairstyle, and his bandage was loose, with blood seeping through. His left hand, now bare, showed raw, reddened skin wh
She thought about Snow’s advice—to use him, please him, avoid falling in love or getting too attached—but her heart couldn’t draw such clear boundaries. This was a man she had loved deeply. Despite her resolve to let go completely, her feelings always seemed to pull her back. Certain moments still made her heart race, tempting her to make mistakes she knew she shouldn’t.She feared she would end up burning herself rather than merely playing with fire.She was just an ordinary person, not a Hollywood Nemesis with an unshakable core of toughness. Her mind raced, cycling through a thousand thoughts, but in the end, there was nothing she could say. Finally, she looked at him with a defeated expression and said, “Calvin, do you know what I hate most about myself? I hate that I still can’t bring myself to completely hate you.”****That night, neither of them could sleep.Calvin lay awake, staring at the ceiling, watching as the morning light crept into the room and the sun poured across th
"From whom?" Adriana asked."There’s a little card on it, but it doesn’t have a name or any contact information. So, Lawyer Clarke, see for yourself!"The receptionist's gossipy eyes could have written to the sixteenth episode of her Korean drama, but there wasn’t the faintest ripple in Adriana’s heart.The large bouquet contained roughly ninety-nine flowers—a standard number meant to convey a particular meaning. Yet it didn’t meet any of Adriana’s expectations.The card's generic stationery, provided by the florist, had only one line written on it: “The weather is nice.”Just four words.Outside the window, the sunlight spilled like shattered silver, illuminating the glossy leaves of the sycamore tree. The turquoise-blue sky was dotted with a few white clouds. It wasn’t yet summer, just the twilight of the spring season, with the daylight lingering sweetly. It really was, as the card said, a nice day.Adriana thought for a while, trying to figure out who could have sent the flowers.
After living there for only a month and gradually adding things one after another, Adriana now found herself leaving with just a suitcase and two punching bags stuffed to the brim. The light winds of parting tugged at her heart. “Let’s go,” she said calmly.Aidan felt sorry for her. “What’s wrong with the house? The type, the floor, the decoration—it didn’t cost two or three billion a month, right? Calvin’s been mooching off you for years. If there’s free wool to grab, why not grab it?”Adriana patted him on the shoulder, her voice steady. “Aidan, there’s no such thing as a free lunch.”Compared to the spacious luxury of the Green Wick apartment, the one-bedroom house seemed extraordinarily cramped and narrow. Aidan’s heart ached for her, and he couldn’t hold back his words. “Didn’t you take over Calvin’s case? Technically, you’re still his party B, aren’t you? Why move out?”Adriana carefully arranged her personal belongings and gestured for Aidan to help her set the quilt cover. The
Adriana was like his discarded, shoddy shoes—once thrown away, and now, just a passerby. So why was he so drawn to her again? Why did it hurt so much?Was he crazy?Just then, Calvin’s phone rang. He picked it up with a dark expression. “Speak!”On the other end, Henry, sounding cheerful as always, said, “Whoa, why so fiery? I didn’t provoke you. Still brooding over that thing from this morning?”“Cut the crap and bring a medical kit over here,” Calvin snapped.Henry’s voice shot up in mock alarm. “What? Self-harm? Did you cut your wrist?”“If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I’ll come over and deal with you myself.”Henry wisely decided to stop teasing but couldn’t suppress a chuckle. “Alright, alright. Where are you? At home?”“Building eight, top floor!”Henry, always eager for excitement, arrived in no time, carrying a medical kit, a few bottles of beer, and some snacks. It was clear he wasn’t just here to help but also to enjoy the drama.As soon as he stepped in, he
Cold fronts, as sharp as blades, cut through the thick night, and beneath the moonlight, the man’s eyes were colder than steel.His face was clear and emotionless, revealing neither joy nor anger. Yet, the plummeting temperature around him silently warned that he was in no good mood.Adriana was momentarily stunned.How did Calvin end up here? she thought.Was he one of the guests tonight? No, if the head of Grand Empire had been invited, the news would have spread like wildfire at the law firm.Was it just a coincidence?True, this place was home to many powerful tycoons, and the environment was beautiful. But in the middle of the night, Calvin hardly seemed like someone who would be out for a leisurely stroll.Before she could think further, a firm grip wrapped around her arm.With ease, Calvin pulled her out of Carson’s hold, yanking her back. Yet, it wasn’t just an act of pulling her away—his own bod
At the end of the awards ceremony, Adriana held a delicate crystal trophy in her hands. “Aidan, thank you!”Aidan, looking like an old father marrying off his daughter, was on the verge of tears, his emotions overflowing. “You… you! Why pretend to be clueless when you were so well prepared?”Adriana tilted her head and pouted. “I wanted to surprise you too!”Aidan let out a defeated sigh. “Fine, fine. Whatever you say. You always have an excuse.”Mona’s starry eyes practically sparkled with admiration. “Master, I now officially announce that you and Lawyer Clarke are tied for first place!”Adriana playfully tapped the bridge of Mona’s nose. “Didn’t you say that Mark wasn’t a good person, that he was too calculating?”Mona cupped her small hands around her cheeks, blinking mischievously. “Well… when it comes to his promotion, a
Yes, she could call herself his lover, but in truth, she was nothing more than a convenient, long-term bed companion. She had never truly entered Carson’s heart.Carson had made this painfully clear early on: “If you’re with me, I’ll give you whatever you want. But don’t expect me to be single-minded, and don’t even think about marrying into the Collen family.”Despite this, Jessica wasn’t willing to give up. She believed that with enough time, effort, and deeper feelings, she could eventually win Carson over and become irreplaceable.She had been careful and patient, biding her time and putting in painstaking effort. She thought she was finally close to achieving her goal…Snap!Jessica dropped her wine glass in frustration, her hand trembling uncontrollably.“Adriana’s heart is too deep,” she muttered bitterly. “She acts like she’s above everything, like she doesn’t fight for anything. But in reality, she’s secretly taking it all!”Selena gritted her teeth and cast a sharp glance to
“Miss Clarke, hello again!” Carson greeted her at just the right moment. From the moment he entered the room, his eyes had been drawn to Adriana. Under the soft glow of the lamp, she exuded a natural, effortless beauty—bright, clear, and striking without the need for embellishments.His use of the word again subtly shifted the lively atmosphere into something more tense, almost unsettling.Jessica, already irritated by the earlier exchanges, immediately leaned closer to Carson, holding onto his arm with deliberate possessiveness. “You two know each other?” she asked, her tone laced with suspicion.Adriana, wary of Carson’s potential for mischief, was about to answer when he spoke first. “Yes, we met briefly in the United Kingdom. Miss Clarke left a deep impression—her professor, Johnson, is quite the legend in financial litigation.”Adriana, determined to keep the conversation light, took a step closer to Mona and replied casually, “Lawyer Carson has such a remarkable memory. If you h
Adriana was in the United Kingdom for university when she began following her professor to participate in financial litigation cases. At the time, she wasn’t qualified to take the lawyer’s seat and could only observe the battles unfold in court.Her mentor was a renowned legal scholar from Cornell and an authentic Brit. Though he ultimately won the case, the process was fraught with difficulty, as the opposing lawyer, Carson, was both cunning and resourceful.Carson was a master tactician with ample connections and a flair for theatrics in the courtroom. Like a performance artist, he stirred emotions to gain the jury’s sympathy. If not for the strong evidence in the mentor’s favor, even he might have lost to Carson’s skillful maneuvers.After the case concluded, Carson approached Professor Johnson.“Hello, Professor Johnson. I’ve admired your reputation for quite some time. It’s an honor to finally compete with you on the same field. Your defense was extraordinary. I truly admire it!”
Smiling slightly, Adriana said, “Is there something wrong?”She distanced herself from the drama in the office—if the fight didn’t concern her, she wouldn’t get involved. With matters unrelated to her, she chose indifference; when they did involve her, she handled them without argument. She believed in keeping her own integrity intact, knowing that saying less was often more effective.But not speaking didn’t mean she was unaware.Selena, known as “Jessica’s best friend,” approached her with an air of faux friendliness that felt more like a veiled provocation.“Tonight, Lawyer Clarke is the main character. I hear the reunion is just a pretense—the main event is presenting you with an award. Didn’t you earn half a million dollars for winning the Grand Empire lawsuit last time? That’s the biggest payout our firm has ever seen.”The sour tone in Selena’s voice barely masked her envy. Adriana replied calmly, “Then I must thank Lawyer Jessica for organizing such a grand occasion. I’m truly
Adriana was like his discarded, shoddy shoes—once thrown away, and now, just a passerby. So why was he so drawn to her again? Why did it hurt so much?Was he crazy?Just then, Calvin’s phone rang. He picked it up with a dark expression. “Speak!”On the other end, Henry, sounding cheerful as always, said, “Whoa, why so fiery? I didn’t provoke you. Still brooding over that thing from this morning?”“Cut the crap and bring a medical kit over here,” Calvin snapped.Henry’s voice shot up in mock alarm. “What? Self-harm? Did you cut your wrist?”“If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I’ll come over and deal with you myself.”Henry wisely decided to stop teasing but couldn’t suppress a chuckle. “Alright, alright. Where are you? At home?”“Building eight, top floor!”Henry, always eager for excitement, arrived in no time, carrying a medical kit, a few bottles of beer, and some snacks. It was clear he wasn’t just here to help but also to enjoy the drama.As soon as he stepped in, he
After living there for only a month and gradually adding things one after another, Adriana now found herself leaving with just a suitcase and two punching bags stuffed to the brim. The light winds of parting tugged at her heart. “Let’s go,” she said calmly.Aidan felt sorry for her. “What’s wrong with the house? The type, the floor, the decoration—it didn’t cost two or three billion a month, right? Calvin’s been mooching off you for years. If there’s free wool to grab, why not grab it?”Adriana patted him on the shoulder, her voice steady. “Aidan, there’s no such thing as a free lunch.”Compared to the spacious luxury of the Green Wick apartment, the one-bedroom house seemed extraordinarily cramped and narrow. Aidan’s heart ached for her, and he couldn’t hold back his words. “Didn’t you take over Calvin’s case? Technically, you’re still his party B, aren’t you? Why move out?”Adriana carefully arranged her personal belongings and gestured for Aidan to help her set the quilt cover. The
"From whom?" Adriana asked."There’s a little card on it, but it doesn’t have a name or any contact information. So, Lawyer Clarke, see for yourself!"The receptionist's gossipy eyes could have written to the sixteenth episode of her Korean drama, but there wasn’t the faintest ripple in Adriana’s heart.The large bouquet contained roughly ninety-nine flowers—a standard number meant to convey a particular meaning. Yet it didn’t meet any of Adriana’s expectations.The card's generic stationery, provided by the florist, had only one line written on it: “The weather is nice.”Just four words.Outside the window, the sunlight spilled like shattered silver, illuminating the glossy leaves of the sycamore tree. The turquoise-blue sky was dotted with a few white clouds. It wasn’t yet summer, just the twilight of the spring season, with the daylight lingering sweetly. It really was, as the card said, a nice day.Adriana thought for a while, trying to figure out who could have sent the flowers.