His voice was a little raspy, as if he had just woken up from a nap—or had been woken up.It’s the afternoon. Is he on his lunch break?Realizing she was speculating about Calvin’s status, Adriana pinched her face and forced her thoughts back to work."Mr. Calvin, is it convenient to talk?"It had been ten days since she had last spoken to him. Though rumors and news about him reached her through various people every day, hearing his voice in her earpiece still made her heartbeat quicken.It was as if the man who existed in legend had suddenly stepped into the real world—just for her.There was a rustling sound on Calvin’s end, followed by a brief pause before he finally spoke.“It’s convenient. Speak.”Then, Adriana heard a door slam.Was he with someone else?Anna?She pinched her face again, scolding herself. My brain must be sick. Stop thinking about that person."It’s like this, Mr. Calvin. The trial is over. Our lawyer refused to plead guilty. The opposing lawyer insisted on mak
Calvin didn’t specify what time he would arrive, and Adriana deliberately left her schedule open for the day, wary that this bad-tempered, powerful man might take advantage of the situation.It wasn’t until 10:30 in the morning that she received a call from an unfamiliar number."Hello?"The voice on the other end was familiar—more so than she had expected."Adria, are you busy? I heard you’re in the UK."Adriana was stunned. "Uncle?"Since her family’s bankruptcy, her uncle, who had originally held a key position in Clarke’s finance department, had also been implicated. He left the company, immigrated to Germany with his family, and had little contact with them over the past few years.Dragged into Clarke’s downfall, her uncle suffered heavy losses. Her father, too embarrassed to ask for help, distanced himself. Later, when her uncle faced difficulties of his own, he likely didn’t want to get entangled in Clarke’s troubles again. Over time, their relationship became an unspoken estra
The two of them chatted for a while, sharing their experiences of living overseas over the past few years—sweet and sour, bitter and spicy, all mixed together.After drinking most of his coffee, Bruce said thoughtfully, “Adria, as a lawyer, what do you think is the most important thing?”Bruce suddenly turned serious, and Adriana could no longer act playfully. Sitting up straight, she answered squarely, “Maintaining the fairness and justice of the law and protecting the legitimate rights and interests of the parties involved. That is what a lawyer must do.”Bruce slowly nodded, his gaze gentle yet firm. “There is no absolute justice in the world, much less absolute fairness. The right to speak is in the hands of only a few. If one day you have to choose between justice and emotion, what will you do?”Adriana didn’t answer right away. The question was too heavy.She thought about her parents and older brother—criminals, if the court’s verdict was correct. They deserved justice.But she
Thanks to Alex, Adriana successfully rendezvoused with Calvin.Alex repeated the name of a certain niche restaurant located in an alley across the street, purposely speaking very slowly for fear that Adriana wouldn’t remember it.A local driver led the way. After a few turns, Adriana accurately found Calvin’s location. It was a Western restaurant decorated in a Baroque style. The outer wall was massive, adorned with fresh greenery. Vines coiled around the front wall, making the building look like a small house growing within a giant green plant.Adriana pushed the door open and found only two guests in the dining hall.Calvin sat leisurely by the window like a master, a white tablecloth spread neatly across the table. A cup of black coffee sat at the edge. He was looking down at his phone, apparently reading a work document. After a while, he tapped the screen a few times.Alex, unable to sit still, kept looking around, eagerly expecting Adriana’s arrival.“Miss Clarke!”At the sound
Adriana racked her brain but couldn’t figure out how she had offended this young master. No matter what she said, he found fault with it. Whether he left or stayed—what did that have to do with her?“It’s your freedom to stay wherever you want. No one can interfere,” she said. Least of all her.The moment she finished speaking, Calvin’s expression darkened. His jaw tightened, as if he were ready to kick someone out at any moment just to vent his frustration.For six years of their marriage, Calvin had always been a composed and mature man, his emotions steady and unreadable. As president, he governed subordinates with treacherous minds, never revealing his true feelings to anyone.She, of all people, was no exception.Yet recently, Adriana was surprised to find that she could actually catch glimpses of Calvin’s anger.Had she sharpened her ability to read people, or was Calvin simply no longer bothering to hide it?“Listening to Lawyer Clarke, it seems she is very confident in her abi
Without waiting for Calvin to speak, Adriana took the lead in clarifying. “You’ve misunderstood. We are just partners. I am his proxy lawyer—nothing more.”Martha gave her another once-over, silently assessing her with high regard but showing a hint of regret on her face. “Oh, I see…”Adriana made up her mind—she had to leave. If she stayed any longer, she wasn’t sure what else the shrewd boss lady might perceive. “Mr. Calvin, Mr. Alex, I still have something to attend to. I won’t intrude on your dinner. I’ll contact you later.”Alex immediately offered, “I’ll give you a ride!”As they left the restaurant one after the other, Martha simply shrugged and began gathering up the baking trays. “Well, I’m heading inside to help.”Calvin parted his lips slightly. “Leave the cake here.”Martha blinked in surprise. “I thought you said it was too sweet and you didn’t want it.”Calvin’s gaze fell on the piece of cake Adriana had taken a bite of. In his mind, he could vividly recall the movement
At this point, Miley wasn’t just confused—she was on the verge of tears. “Lawyer Clarke, you might as well let me headbutt the sculpture of David. Even if you gave me a hundred lives, I wouldn’t dare! I just mentioned the passport number, but it’s peak tourist season, and hotels are hard to book. Lawyer Clarke, please, save my poor life, or Mr. Marshall will have my head when I get back.”Adriana remained firm. “Go upstairs and get it. A few minutes won’t make a difference.”Miley clung to her arm, whining playfully. “It’s just a passport number! Foreigners have relaxed check-in requirements here. The president won’t even know—you think hotel check-ins are that strict?”Unable to resist Miley’s persistence, Adriana finally pulled out her passport.Miley, ever the opportunist, not only used Adriana’s passport but also registered her phone number for the reservation.Adriana’s face darkened. “Secretary Miley, you have a lot of nerve!”Miley folded her arms and pleaded pitifully, “I don’
The penthouse suite offered a sweeping view of the city at night. Exotic architecture and a sea of lights stretched endlessly, starkly different from the familiar landscapes of the United States. Every street, every building’s design and orientation, served as a constant reminder—this place was far from home.And Calvin—he was the last person Adriana could afford to offend.Rather than confronting him or escalating tensions, wouldn’t it be wiser to have a calm, rational conversation?Resolving to take the diplomatic route, Adriana took the initiative. “If Mr. Calvin doesn’t have anything urgent to discuss right now, could you give me five minutes? At least let me dry my hair.”She had rushed out after washing it, barely managing to pat it dry. Now, water dripped from the ends, soaking through her clothes and splattering onto the carpet. Knowing Calvin’s obsession with cleanliness, she was sure he’d make an issue of it sooner or later.Calvin opened his mouth, ready with a sharp retort
Adriana leaned crookedly on the sofa, propped up by cushions. The handmade embroidery on the fabric pressed uncomfortably against her skin, so she flipped the cushion over and plopped back down.“Many thanks for your praise,” she said. “Whether you’re genuinely complimenting me or subtly undermining me, at least this sentence was nice to hear.”Calvin tugged at the corner of his mouth in a faint smirk. “Are we changing the medicine now?”“Wait until the waiter brings the food. You can change it while you're at it.”For a split second, Calvin’s fingers tightened, but he said nothing.Breakfast arrived, and the waiter turned out to be a man.Adriana buried her face into the cushion in frustration, enduring the pain as she shifted slightly. “That…”The word expediency popped into her mind.Perhaps Calvin’s willingness to help her with the medicine wasn’t driven by ulterior motives but was simply a practical gesture in the given situation. Maybe she had overreacted before.So instead of a
The phone turned on, and the blue light reflected off Adriana’s small face. Calvin wondered how she had slept last night. At the very least, she looked well-rested.Unlike him.He had tossed and turned until three in the morning, her even, steady breaths beside him only making it harder to sleep.After taking a shower, Calvin brewed coffee, got to work, and quickly immersed himself in his tasks—so much so that he forgot about the person still lying inside.Meanwhile, Adriana was bombarded with messages. She barely had a moment to rest as she explained why she hadn’t returned to the hotel the night before, listened to a rundown of new evidence, and discussed the latest developments with Lewis regarding the stalking situation.During the video conference, Adriana was the only one who didn’t turn on her camera.Marshal asked, “Where are you Lawyer Clarke?”Adriana replied, “I have an old friend in Manchester. I came to visit but will try to return early. Feel free to contact me if there’
It was time to say something—something that could serve as a final declaration before bed.After thinking for a moment, Adriana chose a safe topic. "The person we were tracking seems to be a bit of a mystery. Before I came here today, Lewis said that he saw him leave in a hurry. It looked like he had something urgent to handle. Lewis followed him and saw him enter a private club. Due to identity restrictions, he couldn't get in for now, but I believe there will be other breakthrough points."In the dim light, Calvin's brow furrowed, and it didn’t relax. One form of tension eased, only for another to take its place. In a low voice, he said, "After all this time, we finally have a bit of a breakthrough."From his tone, it wasn’t praise—it sounded more like dissatisfaction, as if the delay was unacceptable and needed to be reflected upon as a failure under his leadership.Adriana hadn’t expected any words of encouragement from him, so she remained calm. "Our current evidence, along with
Just as Adriana angled herself halfway up, a sharp pain nearly shattered her defenses. Her vision blurred, and the psychological urge to cry swelled inside her.“Ma’am, let me apply the medicine. May I ask where it hurts?”Hearing the gentle voice of the hotel attendant, Adriana stopped struggling. “Hip.”So… he really ordered room service?After the medicine was applied, Adriana lay back down, waiting for it to take effect.Twenty minutes passed. Calvin was still nowhere to be seen.Did he get another room to avoid suspicion?That would be good. Staying under separate roofs would prevent unnecessary interactions—no more awkward encounters, no more pointless arguments.But an hour later, Adriana wasn’t feeling so optimistic.An internal emergency had crept up on her. She needed to use the restroom.The medicine’s effect was slow. Instead of soothing the pain, it burned—hot and intense—making her break out in anxious sweat. She couldn’t even get out of bed, let alone walk to the bathro
Adriana pulled the corner of her mouth into a strained smile.“It’s… ah!”He was Calvin. A man who could shake the stock market with a mere stomp of his foot. What was money to him? If he wanted, he could rename this hotel every other day just for fun.Meanwhile, the male doctor was left waiting alone in the living room. Inside the bedroom, Calvin—who had no medical experience whatsoever—stepped closer and asked, “How is she?”The moment he entered, the female doctor’s face flushed slightly.“It’s not a fracture,” she explained. “But your wife didn’t cushion her fall properly, and the impact jarred her bones. There’s some ligament and connective tissue damage. She needs rest and recovery. I’ll prescribe both internal and external medications. After three days, she should be able to walk normally.”Lying on her back, Adriana was relieved she didn’t have to show her face. If she did, the expression of utter despair she wore might make the doctor think she had been misdiagnosed.Calvin n
The blood rushed to his head, and a rumble of plasma seemed to burst in his skull. Fortunately, Calvin had extraordinary self-control. He steadied his tone and said, “Blow-drying your hair—how did you end up in this state?”Adriana’s small face was pale from pain, but as she held her breath to endure it, a flush of red surfaced, creating a contrast that appeared almost like a delicate pink blush.“I fell and hit my tailbone. Now I can’t move, and the floor is so hard—I think I might have cracked a bone.”Calvin’s footsteps faltered. “A bone?”Adriana was in too much pain to manage her expression. Her fingers gripped the ground to brace herself, minimizing any movement in her hips.“I’m not sure. Can you call a doctor for me?”Calvin’s expression darkened, though it was unclear whether it was from anger or something else. Without another word, he bent down, stretching his arms toward her.“If you’re worried about a broken bone, don’t move. Otherwise, it might shift out of alignment.”A
The penthouse suite offered a sweeping view of the city at night. Exotic architecture and a sea of lights stretched endlessly, starkly different from the familiar landscapes of the United States. Every street, every building’s design and orientation, served as a constant reminder—this place was far from home.And Calvin—he was the last person Adriana could afford to offend.Rather than confronting him or escalating tensions, wouldn’t it be wiser to have a calm, rational conversation?Resolving to take the diplomatic route, Adriana took the initiative. “If Mr. Calvin doesn’t have anything urgent to discuss right now, could you give me five minutes? At least let me dry my hair.”She had rushed out after washing it, barely managing to pat it dry. Now, water dripped from the ends, soaking through her clothes and splattering onto the carpet. Knowing Calvin’s obsession with cleanliness, she was sure he’d make an issue of it sooner or later.Calvin opened his mouth, ready with a sharp retort
At this point, Miley wasn’t just confused—she was on the verge of tears. “Lawyer Clarke, you might as well let me headbutt the sculpture of David. Even if you gave me a hundred lives, I wouldn’t dare! I just mentioned the passport number, but it’s peak tourist season, and hotels are hard to book. Lawyer Clarke, please, save my poor life, or Mr. Marshall will have my head when I get back.”Adriana remained firm. “Go upstairs and get it. A few minutes won’t make a difference.”Miley clung to her arm, whining playfully. “It’s just a passport number! Foreigners have relaxed check-in requirements here. The president won’t even know—you think hotel check-ins are that strict?”Unable to resist Miley’s persistence, Adriana finally pulled out her passport.Miley, ever the opportunist, not only used Adriana’s passport but also registered her phone number for the reservation.Adriana’s face darkened. “Secretary Miley, you have a lot of nerve!”Miley folded her arms and pleaded pitifully, “I don’
Without waiting for Calvin to speak, Adriana took the lead in clarifying. “You’ve misunderstood. We are just partners. I am his proxy lawyer—nothing more.”Martha gave her another once-over, silently assessing her with high regard but showing a hint of regret on her face. “Oh, I see…”Adriana made up her mind—she had to leave. If she stayed any longer, she wasn’t sure what else the shrewd boss lady might perceive. “Mr. Calvin, Mr. Alex, I still have something to attend to. I won’t intrude on your dinner. I’ll contact you later.”Alex immediately offered, “I’ll give you a ride!”As they left the restaurant one after the other, Martha simply shrugged and began gathering up the baking trays. “Well, I’m heading inside to help.”Calvin parted his lips slightly. “Leave the cake here.”Martha blinked in surprise. “I thought you said it was too sweet and you didn’t want it.”Calvin’s gaze fell on the piece of cake Adriana had taken a bite of. In his mind, he could vividly recall the movement