When they arrived at the old, abandoned park on the outskirts, Nash finally came face to face with the so-called Mrs. Lowe."She’s the parent of that student who fought with Orion," Nina whispered, surprised that Pharaoh had gone so far as to abduct this person. Had Mrs. Lowe somehow offended Pharaoh?Upon seeing Nina, Mrs. Lowe became extremely agitated. She was struggling to break free and rush toward Nina. Her eyes blazed with hatred, as if she wished to tear Nina to pieces.Nash signaled Pharaoh’s men to remove the rag stuffed in Mrs. Lowe’s mouth."I won’t let you get away with this! I’ll make sure you’re utterly ruined, no—I’ll destroy your reputation and leave you with nothing!" Mrs. Lowe spat venomously.Pharaoh’s men moved to gag her again. However, Nash stopped them and, in a moment of frustration, kicked Mrs. Lowe. She cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face, yet she continued to hurl insults."Meeting you like this wasn’t the right approach, I admit," Nash
"Mrs. York, what will it take for you to forgive me? I know I failed in raising my son properly. Please, give me one more chance, I beg you," Mrs. Lowe's pleading voice came from behind, but Nina didn’t stop walking.Nash caught up with her, asking with concern, "What’s wrong? Why are you suddenly so upset?"Nina shook her head. "Let her go. Tell her to transfer her son to another school and make sure he never crosses paths with Orion again.""Alright, I’ll handle it right away."Nash could tell that Nina’s mood had soured, and he was sure it had something to do with Mrs. Lowe. Since Pharaoh had already taken action and Mrs. Lowe wasn’t connected to the real Lowe family, there was no reason to hesitate. He decided to deal with her swiftly.Nash leaned in to his subordinate and quietly instructed, "Take her and her family away. Just tell them that my wife doesn’t want to see them again."Pharaoh’s men responded immediately. One knocked Mrs. Lowe unconscious, and the other put he
"Just wait and see," Nash said with a mysterious smile, then led Nina into the office.The three of them had barely sat down when the secretary knocked on the door and entered, her expression tense. She glanced nervously at Eugene but didn’t dare speak."Whatever it is, just say it," Nash instructed."Michael is downstairs, speaking to the reporters and bad-mouthing Mr. Lowe," the secretary blurted out. However, before she could finish her sentence, Eugene shot up from his seat, ready to confront Michael.Nash grabbed his arm, feigning seriousness as he advised, "You took away his love. What’s a few insults in return? The man’s lost a lifetime of happiness."Eugene paused, then burst into laughter. "Right, right. If that helps him feel better, let him go on. There’s no need to stop him."The two exchanged a knowing look, their silent understanding needing no words.Although the press conference appeared to be forced, it was actually part of Nash's plan all along. He instructed
Nash looked troubled. "How come I didn’t know that you took my aunt to the hospital? When did this happen? Was something wrong with her, or did you do something to her? Mr. Lowe, you need to explain this clearly. Even if I can’t stand up to the Lowe family, I will get justice for my aunt.""You..." Eugene was at a loss for words. Nash was completely unpredictable, not playing by the usual rules. But then again, Eugene himself hadn’t exactly followed the plan either.Realization dawned on Eugene, and he smirked playfully at Nash. "What if I told you I want to become your uncle? Would that bother you, Mr. York?"His words stunned everyone in the room.Michael erupted in anger, "I won’t allow it!""And who are you to object? What gives you the right?" someone in the crowd responded."Exactly. Look at yourself. I say Mr. York should just agree to it. A strong alliance like that would only help York Corporation rise to even greater heights.""If that happens, it would truly be a ma
"Miss Nina, it's an honor that I met you before anyone else and that we're together now. Although we've faced many challenges along the way, I've always remembered that you're the one I love. From the beginning until now, that has never changed. There have been rumors that you gained your position as a mistress, and I know those rumors have affected you. I don’t know who started them, but that’s not important. Today, I want to say…"As Nash spoke, pictures of their daily life together appeared on the screen, showing their love and making others envious.Nash took the microphone and stood up, pulling a bewildered Nina to her feet."Nina, they don’t know how amazing you are. They think you married up by being with me. But I know the truth that I'm the one who’s lucky. Being loved by you is the greatest honor of my life. People don’t know how we met and fell in love. But you know, don’t you?"Nash’s eyes grew misty. What had started as a way to address the rumors about Nina being a mi
Zoe arrived at the hotel as planned, only to find that Eugene was the only one there. Just as she was about to leave, she received a message from Nina.Nina wrote, "Things are already out in the open. If you really don’t have any feelings for him, you should be clear about that tonight. But if you have even the slightest interest, maybe you should give it a chance. Who knows? He might turn out to be the right one for you."Being given advice by someone younger left Zoe feeling both amused and a bit annoyed. But Nina had a point. Eugene wasn’t a bad person.She decided to stay, thinking, "Might as well treat it as getting to know a new friend."With that thought, she confidently sat across from Eugene and said, "They probably aren’t coming. Mr. Lowe, do you mind if I apologize on their behalf?""That’s not necessary. Honestly, I wasn’t looking for an apology. I just wanted to see you, nothing more," Eugene replied, his eyes betraying his calm tone.Tonight, Zoe seemed even more be
Nina was completely surprised when Zoe showed up early in the morning asking to borrow clothes. If Zoe weren’t the daughter of the wealthy York family, it might seem normal to ask someone for clothes. But Zoe was really wealthy, after all. She could have any outfit she wanted. So why was she asking to borrow clothes from Nina?Nina studied her for a long time, finding nothing unusual. But whether it was clothes or even money, she would never hesitate to help.Putting down her teacup, Nina smiled and stood up. "Come on, let’s go upstairs and pick something out."Zoe looked surprised. "Aren’t you going to ask why I need to borrow clothes?"Of course, Nina was curious. But if Zoe wasn’t saying anything, she must have her reasons, so Nina didn’t press for details.The two of them went to the walk-in closet, filled with a dazzling array of clothes. However, despite the selection, Zoe couldn’t find anything she liked.With a sigh, Zoe said, "I think I’ll pass. Nothing seems to suit
After hearing Nina's answer, Nash turned to Zoe, visibly surprised. "Why are you wearing Nina's clothes? Did you run out of your own?"As he spoke, he pulled out a bank card and handed it to her. "Whatever you want to buy, go ahead and buy it. Don’t worry about saving money for your nephew."Zoe chuckled, wanting to tease him. "If I spend it all, what will your wife do? She won’t have anything left."Nash smiled, wrapping his arm around Nina. "All my money is with Nina. What I gave you is just my pocket money.""Is that really true?" Zoe thought to herself. Nash, as the president of a corporation, couldn’t possibly have given all his money to Nina, could he? This wasn’t just a regular family’s few thousand or ten thousand dollars. It was millions of dollars. But looking at the two of them, they didn’t seem to be lying."If Eugene gave me all his money, I wouldn’t dare take it," Zoe mused."Are you crazy? Why wouldn’t you take it? You should accept it without hesitation. If he d
At the time, Wilfred had already guessed that this had everything to do with Harley and his mentor, Professor Zeller. “You and your so-called association don’t focus on benefiting patients. Instead, you spend all your time trying to monopolize everything. And now you want to turn me into one of you? Keep dreaming.” Wilfred’s tone was filled with disdain, his eyes cold with contempt. The smug smile on Harley’s face slowly faded. With a sneer, Harley’s voice turned bitter. “You know what I despise most about you? That self-righteous, holier-than-thou attitude of yours. I was offering you advice, but if you don’t want to hear it, fine. There’s nothing more to say. After all, if the surgery fails—” Before he could finish the word “fail,” the surgical light outside the operating room flicked off. Clack!The sliding doors parted, and Karina burst through, her face flushed with emotion. She didn’t even notice Harley. Her focus zeroed in on Wilfred. “Wilfred!” Her voice trem
As the surgery approached, Karina worked overtime, meticulously double-checking for any possible oversights. Before stepping into the operating room, she took a deep breath."Karina, you’ve got this!" a nurse beside her encouraged.This surgery was particularly significant, and the assistants and nurses weren’t from her hospital. They were brought in by the project, specifically by Harley’s team. Without a single familiar face around, Karina felt a twinge of anxiety. Opportunities to lead surgeries were already rare for her, let alone under circumstances like this, with no one she could truly rely on.But there was no turning back now. Gritting her teeth, Karina donned her gloves. As she was about to enter the operating room, her peripheral vision caught sight of a figure standing silently in the distance. It was Wilfred. His steady gaze met hers, his eyes carrying something profound she couldn’t quite decipher. When their eyes locked, a faint smile curved his lips.In th
“Ava.”A deep voice cut through the air, and Karina turned to see a man in a black suit, wearing a hat and a mask, striding toward them. But the man’s white eyelashes and distinctive eyes were all Karina needed to recognize him. He was her albino patient, Xavier Jasper!Xavier also didn’t expect to run into both Wilfred and Karina here. “It’s you two,” he exclaimed in surprise.Wilfred’s gaze sharpened as he calmly addressed Xavier. “Keep your sister in line. Apologize.”Before Xavier could respond, Ava stepped forward and, to everyone’s surprise, said, “I’m sorry. I was too impulsive. Please forgive me.” Karina was taken aback by how quickly Ava apologized. Even Xavier, who knew his sister’s arrogant tendencies well, looked stunned.Karina nodded, her tone steady but firm. “I forgive you, but that doesn’t mean everyone else will. You should work on your attitude. Stop acting so entitled everywhere you go.” With that, Karina turned on her heel and walked away. Although Xavie
”Those were her meticulously compiled notes, the result of hours of hard work—and now they were ruined just like that?” Karina thought.“I’ve never wronged you. Why would you do something like this?” she demanded, her voice trembling with indignation. Something about the situation felt off, and Karina’s sharp intuition told her this wasn’t a simple misunderstanding.Under Karina’s intense gaze, the nurse finally broke down, revealing Ava’s role in orchestrating the whole thing. Karina’s anger turned into a mix of rage and incredulous amusement. “Really? Rich people—did they all enjoy throwing money around like this?”All this trouble, just to ruin her hard-earned work over a seat?Her carefully compiled notes were gone, and there wasn’t a second copy. Arguing wouldn’t bring them back, but Ava wasn’t going to let this slide without giving someone a piece of her mind.Finding Ava wasn’t difficult. In fact, Ava didn’t even try to avoid her. She seemed to be waiting, eager to see
Just as Ava was about to cause a scene, the sound of steady footsteps filled the room. Wilfred strode in, his white coat enhancing his composed, almost ethereal aura. Ava shot Karina a glare, silently committing her to memory, then begrudgingly found another seat. Wilfred’s gaze swept across the room, pausing ever so briefly on Karina before moving on. She wasn’t sure if it was real or just her imagination. “Today, we’ll discuss cellular structures. I’ll start with an example from my doctoral thesis,” Wilfred announced, adjusting the projector. To Karina’s surprise, he was an exceptional lecturer—clear, engaging, and far more comprehensible than many university professors. She listened intently, taking meticulous notes. Yvette peeked over at Karina’s notebook, wide-eyed at the densely packed writing. “Karina, when you eventually get promoted, land a big raise, or go for your doctorate, I promise I won’t be jealous. Truly.”Karina chuckled. “If you need these notes, I can len
Karina glanced at the time and quickly gestured for Yvette to sit down as well. However, barely had they taken their seats when a haughty woman marched up to Karina, her sharp gaze fixed on the chair she was sitting on. “You, get up. I want that seat!” Karina frowned, studying the unfamiliar woman. She didn’t recognize her from the hospital, but the designer jewelry around her neck and the branded bag on her arm screamed wealth. She seemed like the kind of entitled socialite who rarely had to fight for anything, let alone a seat.Unsure if the woman was trying to pick a fight or genuinely wanted the chair, Karina pointed to the open seats nearby. “There are plenty of seats over there. Take one of those.”Then, she lowered her head, dismissing the woman entirely.The woman’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Excuse me? I said I want your seat. Get up. Now!” Not content with words alone, she reached out to pull Karina up by force. Karina, now genuinely angry, shook her off. “I was h
Karina looked slightly surprised. She distinctly remembered that Wilfred wasn’t a drinker. “I thought you avoided alcohol?” Wilfred, ever the epitome of control and composure, preferred to steer clear of anything that dulled his sharpness. Back when they worked at the Birkham Central Hospital, she had seen him reject bottles of expensive wine from people trying to curry favor with him. He sipped his tea slowly before replying, “You’ve started at a new hospital. As your former mentor, I haven’t given you a proper congratulatory gift yet.” “This is… for me?” Karina asked, her voice tinged with disbelief. Wilfred’s gaze was steady as he replied, “Don’t like it? If not, I can send it back and we can find something else later.” He raised his hand to call the server over. “Wait! No need. I like it a lot,” Karina interjected hastily, stopping him in his tracks. The idea of going gift shopping with him later felt uncomfortably like a date. And knowing Wilfred’s personality, w
Wilfred’s gaze swept over her without a word, and Karina climbed into the car on her own. When choosing her seat, she instinctively moved toward the back, but before she could get in, Wilfred spoke, “Sit in the front. It’s more convenient.” Karina hesitated briefly. Not wanting to appear overly particular, she complied and took the passenger seat. Although there was a saying that the front seat was reserved for a girlfriend, Wilfred didn’t strike her as someone who cared about such details. She decided to pretend she didn’t know. After buckling her seatbelt, a phone suddenly appeared in front of her. She looked up, her face full of confusion and surprise. Wilfred glanced sideways at her, one hand on the steering wheel, the car still stationary. “I haven’t decided on a restaurant yet. I’ll be driving soon. You pick something.” Karina took the phone. As Wilfred drove, she scrolled through the options, narrowing it down to three restaurants. But her mild indecisivenes
Karina forced a smile. “Really, it’s fine. You all go ahead.”Yvette pouted, her disappointment clear as she relented. “Alright then.”Once the others had left, Karina tried to refocus on work. She pulled out her research materials, determined to get something done. Yet, no matter how hard she tried, her thoughts kept wandering. The cheerful chatter from outside finally snapped her out of it, making her realize just how distracted she had been.Karina gave a wry smile and muttered to herself, “This is why you don’t get ahead of yourself. Seriously, one of life’s biggest delusions.”For a fleeting moment, she had thought Wilfred might feel something for her too. But it was better this way, she told herself—better to wake up now than to fall in too deep later. Romance wasn’t her strong suit; focusing on her career was safer.While others might drown their heartbreak in food or a night out, Karina chose the most grueling outlet: work. It might be exhausting, but it was effective. S