The inherent aura of a young lady from a well-to-do family. Such nobility was unattainable by others. She envied them, those born as winners. Even though she had a pretty face, she could only work as a hostess in a nightclub. Looking at herself in the mirror, Miranda's lips curved slightly as she asked, neither cold nor indifferent, "What are you here for?""Save me, the police are after me," Linda said, still filled with fear. Terrified at the sound of police sirens, she knew only Miranda could save her."Ruby, step out first. I need to talk to her alone," Miranda instructed her assistant."Okay," the assistant replied and left the room. Now, it was just the two of them and a pile of dress samples. There was also a balcony nearby. Linda sat on a chair by the balcony, with a coffee table beside her, holding a cup of warm tea to warm her hands, speaking anxiously, "I have nowhere to turn now. The police will definitely catch me. I don't want to go to jail. I don't want..."Miran
Linda saw her gaze, completely different from the warmth when they first met. Her face changed drastically. "You're using me!"You deliberately said those things to me, deliberately made me do it, and then you washed your hands of it. The wicked one is you," Linda accused. Miranda deliberately befriended her, bought baby clothes for her, and then said those things to her to make her eliminate her troubles. Miranda wasn't really kind to her. She was pushing her into the abyss. If she got rid of Nina, and she went to jail, Miranda would be worry-free."You're such a good actress!" Linda exclaimed in agitation. "You pretended to like me so much, pretended to be good to me, pretended to be kind, pretended to be generous."Miranda calmly sipped her tea, these words of accusation were just praise to her. "Now you still want to harm my child," Linda said, clutching her stomach, shaking her head. "You can't tolerate my child with Nash. You're such a wicked woman!"She looked around. "N
Even in death, these obsessions lingered. She thought she could rise to power through the child. With a child, she would have security. Motherhood would ensure her status. But it was all just a fleeting dream.After saying these words, Linda stopped breathing, her eyes wide open, refusing to close. She died with her eyes open. When the police came down again, Linda was already dead. They cordoned off the area. Miranda was escorted down by the police. Her hair was disheveled, her face pale, covered in blood. Tears were still swirling in her eyes and she looked terrified with her hands trembling uncontrollably. The police tried to comfort her, telling her not to be afraid.Tears slowly streamed down Miranda's face with her expression filled with fear. As her assistant arrived, she hugged her and cried bitterly.When Nina, who had heard the news, rushed over, she was shocked to find it already over. All she saw was a corpse. In that moment, she was stunned. How could Linda have died
The culprit who killed Xander was gone. There was no need to investigate further or gather evidence. It all came to an end."Miss Lewis, your statement has been recorded. Please go and attend to your injuries," the police advised.The assistant chimed in, "Miranda, you're just too kind. You're injured, yet you insist on coming to the police station before going to the hospital."Miranda's eyes were red, her face worn out. "Let's not talk about it anymore. It's taken care of. Let's go to the hospital now."The assistant helped Miranda walk, who was very weak but still pushing through.They coincidentally ran into Nina.Miranda glanced at Nina and remarked, "What a coincidence, bumping into you at the police station."Nina carefully observed Miranda's injured palm and bloodied clothes. "Coincidences are rare, aren't they? Someone fell to their death, and it was from your place."Miranda paused for a moment, feigning ignorance. "You mean that girl?"She stood calmly and continued
"Quincy, hurry and take her to the hospital!" "Yes, Mr. York." Upon receiving the order, Quincy immediately complied.Miranda looked at Nash. "Aren't you coming with me?""I still have some things to take care of here. I'll come see you after I'm done," Nash replied.Knowing he would still come to see her, Miranda felt relieved. "Alright, I'll wait for you. I'll go to the hospital first."With that said, she glanced at Nina once more.Nina remained silent. Nash had always been attentive to Miranda, and now that she was seriously injured, wouldn’t he be extremely worried?There was nothing she could do but watch, feeling helpless."Are you alright?" Nash suddenly turned to Nina.Nina casually replied, her hands tucked in her pockets, "When I arrived, Linda was already dead. The police told me that if there were no other suspects, Xander's death would be closed.""Are you sure it was Linda?"Nina nodded. "Yes, it's confirmed. She's dead, and there's nothing left."Resentment
"I have some matters to deal with at the company. Once you've sorted out your uncle's affairs, it's best not to delay work," his words left no room for debate. She had another identity, that of Nash's secretary. Despite being separated from life, work had to be done well. For Nina, her time at work would not last much longer. Today seemed to be her last day. Yet, she still had to fulfill her month's work as no one would be exempt from financial penalties. If she did not show up for work, her pay would still be deducted. A few days spent in her hometown had already consumed her vacation days. When she eventually resigned from the York Corporation, it would mark a new beginning. She needed to plan her future path carefully. After much hesitation, Nina finally agreed. "Alright, Mr. York." Satisfied with her answer, Nash shifted his gaze forward and Nina followed behind him. As usual, they maintained their professional relationship, leaving behind their roles as husband and w
Nash furrowed his brows, then asked coldly, "Was not it said that the standoff lasted for over ten minutes? No one actually showed up for that long? And in the end, it was that woman who fell off accidentally.""In the room, there were only Miranda and Linda. I thought chatting was not a big deal and did not think much about it. As for the bodyguards who were supposed to protect Miranda, it just happened that she sent them away that day." The assistant recalled everything from that day, her voice trembling slightly, afraid of being blamed by Nash.As Miranda's assistant, she had not played much of a role at a critical moment."Who called the police?" Nash asked again. "The police arrived so quickly."Based on the speed of the police response at that time, it could not be that they knew someone was targeting Miranda before calling the police. It must have been before.The assistant hesitated and did not speak. She did not know who called the police, but the police had already arriv
He said it without any hint of coldness or indifference, "Nina's thorough questioning is also for Miranda's own good. This matter revolves around her, which is far from simple. With the uproar on the internet, there will be many doubters, far more than those questioned by Miranda. We need to find a way to silence them!"Miranda was a public figure. When a public figure was abducted and harmed, it was not just a simple case of an ordinary person being injured. Even if it were an ordinary person, it would still make headlines. But with Miranda as the main character, the situation will escalate into a major public opinion issue. Miranda knew the matter would escalate and she would surely make the headlines. But if she did not handle it this way, that woman would give birth to Nash's child! She would not allow any other woman to have Nash's child. Besides her, no one was worthy! If Linda had just lost the child, that would have been fine. She knew Nash would not like her, at most, she
The moment Vera heard her assistant’s words, her expression darkened. Her previously calm tone turned firm. “If that’s the case, I understand. But I still have to go. This is my responsibility, and no one else can handle it.” If she didn’t take the lead, the other party would only grow bolder. However, the moment she glanced at the name on the negotiation list, she couldn’t help but frown. Because the person she was supposed to meet wasn’t just anyone. It was Helena Xander. Vera had encountered her before—back when her relationship with Caleb hadn’t yet escalated. Even then, Helena had openly mocked her, saying that since Caleb had been Luna’s devoted lapdog for years, he should know his place and never overstep. She had also thrown a few sharp words at Vera, telling her to recognize her own status—as if warning her that getting involved would only bring trouble. Back then, Vera hadn’t taken it seriously. She never thought she would cross paths with the
“Alright, enough of this. If you’re serious about investigating, you’ll need proper psychological evaluations,” Caleb said nonchalantly.“The best way to assess something like this is through clinical observation—watch for behavioral inconsistencies, memory gaps, or personality shifts. If you can, gather video footage of his daily life. That’s the only way to get a clearer picture. Otherwise, it’s just speculation.”Caleb made the remark casually, then swiftly issued a dismissal.“You came all the way here just to mess with me? What about your own situation? How’s that going?” Caleb’s sarcasm was dry and pointed. Hunter let out a long sigh. “What else could it be? Business as usual. Compared to others, I’m probably the only one with enough patience for this mess.” He was, of course, referring to his ongoing battle with Liam. Caleb gave him a small nod. “Alright, you should get going now. I need to rest. Don’t loiter around here.” Without hesitation, he waved his hand
Vera forced an awkward smile at Hunter before quickly retreating back into the bathroom to change. Hunter, watching her leave, couldn't help but smirk. “You’re really living the good life, huh?” he teased. “Didn’t expect you to have such luck.” Caleb rolled his eyes, clearly uninterested. “Enough with the nonsense. Why are you here? And who exactly were you talking about over the phone?” He didn’t want to entertain pointless banter, especially not about women. If he was being honest, even he couldn’t fully explain his feelings toward Luna. He wasn’t sure what was left between them—was it love, or just the remnants of something that had long turned sour? That pitiful look in her eyes earlier had shaken him. For a fleeting moment, he had wanted to pull her into his arms, to comfort her like he used to. But after so many years of being humiliated and pushed aside, he had forgotten how to even speak to her anymore. So instead, he did what was easiest—he change
Hunter spoke casually, his tone light. “Just someone, that’s all. Do you really need all these details?” Caleb was now certain of his suspicion. “Hunter, did you forget what I do for a living? I’m a doctor. If you’re asking me about this, I need to get a clear picture before I can give you an answer.” Hunter exhaled lightly. “That’s fair, but some things can’t be diagnosed right away.” Based on the information Yelena provided earlier, Hunter was only speculating about Liam. But Caleb was an expert in this area, so he specifically called to ask him.Still, explaining everything over the phone wasn’t going to work. “Forget it,” Hunter said. “This isn’t something I can explain over a call. Where are you? I’ll come over.” Caleb hesitated for a moment before glancing at Vera, who was still beside him. In the end, he gave Hunter the address to his villa. Hunter chuckled. “Haha. I’m surprised. You actually do go home to rest.” Caleb ignored the jab and tossed his p
“Call me Liam.” Before Yelena could finish speaking, Liam cut her off with a sharp, angry voice. She quickly nodded and corrected herself. “Liam, don’t worry. I’ll do exactly as you say. I’ll be good. I won’t make you angry again.” But Liam didn’t care. With a violent shove, he threw her to the ground. Yelena barely had time to brace herself before hitting the cold floor hard, pain radiating through her limbs. Liam, however, just looked down at her with a twisted grin, laughing like she was nothing more than a ridiculous joke. “You’d better learn fast,” he sneered. “And leave your hand broken for a few days—feel the pain properly.” “Alright.” Her voice was quiet, submissive. But Liam wasn’t listening. Without another glance, he turned and walked away. As she watched his retreating figure, Yelena felt a deep sense of dread rise in her throat. Liam wasn’t human. He was something far worse. Her future with him would be nothing short of hell.
Yelena had made her stance clear—her loyalty was with Hunter. But instead of being convinced, Hunter let out a sharp, mocking laugh. “You sure your loyalty is to me? Or is it just to money?” His words hit like a slap. Yelena stiffened, feeling the sting of humiliation. It was true. When she had been desperate, with nowhere left to turn, she had thrown herself at Hunter, begging him for help. If she had any other choice, if she hadn’t been pushed into a corner, she would have never given up her pride like that. Lowering her gaze, she spoke with measured calmness. “Mr. Hall, you gave me two hundred thousand dollars. You helped me when no one else did. That makes you my benefactor. And loyalty to one’s benefactor… that’s only right.” She didn’t dare meet his eyes, but her voice was firm. Hunter studied her for a moment before scoffing. “Enough with the useless talk.” His voice was cold and dismissive. “Just go back to Liam’s side and do what you’re suppose
Yelena needed to tell Hunter about this. But before she could finish, Hunter’s cold voice cut through her thoughts. She lowered her head. “This is just how I normally dress. I didn’t deliberately choose my outfit to seduce you, Mr. Hunter. Besides, your brother isn’t even interested in me.” She hesitated before adding, “That two hundred thousand…” Hunter narrowed his eyes. “What are you trying to say?” Seeing his growing impatience, Yelena clenched her fists, still looking down. “I mean exactly what I said. Any normal man wouldn’t turn down a woman who willingly throws herself at him. That night, Liam clearly said he would take me somewhere else… but when we got there, he never touched me. Ever since then, he treats me like I don’t even exist—like I’m nothing but air.” Hunter’s expression darkened instantly. “Are you implying something?” The implication in Yelena’s words was clear. She had just suggested that any normal man wouldn’t refuse a willing woman.
Vera, as a bystander, couldn’t help but feel a twinge of pity for Luna. But if she felt that way, how much worse must it be for Caleb—the man who had loved Luna for years? His pain was unimaginable. Yet, despite the hurt clawing at his chest, Caleb remained cold and unmoved. He didn’t let go. He didn’t waver at Luna’s tearful pleas. Instead, his voice was indifferent as he spoke. “Luna, women always say that late affection is the cheapest thing of all. But the same goes for men—I don’t love you the way I used to. You should go back to Simon.” And as if to drive the knife even deeper, he added, “I’m sure Simon still loves you very much.” If Luna had truly wanted Simon’s love, she would have accepted it long ago. She would have stayed by his side instead of chasing after Caleb now. In the end, men and women were the same. When they loved you, they would cherish you like a treasure. When they stopped, you became nothing more than an afterthought.
Caleb had no desire to argue with Luna any further. Instead, he turned to Vera. With just one look, she understood and stepped closer to him. Caleb wrapped an arm around her waist. “Luna,” he said calmly, “being with Vera isn’t as exhausting as being with you. Love should go both ways. I hope you can understand that.” “No!” Luna’s voice cracked. “She’s only with you because you helped her solve her problems. If you weren’t Caleb Smith, if you didn’t have the power to fix things for her, she’d be nothing!” Her dark eyes burned with resentment as she glared at Vera. Vera knew she had become Luna’s enemy—but what could she do? Caleb had already made his stance clear. Was she supposed to deny it? Pretend he didn’t just declare his feelings in front of Luna? With a steady voice, Vera replied, “Yes, I do go along with Caleb. He treats me well, and we’ve chosen to be together. We’re both single adults. What exactly is the problem?” She met Luna’s icy gaze head