A luxurious black sedan glided toward Kins Enterprises. The car door opened slowly, drawing everyone’s attention. The person who always caused a stir was Kinsley Hawthorne.
His loyal secretary, Theodore Bennett, had been waiting patiently in the lobby for a few minutes and immediately fell in step with him as they walked to the executive office. The serious expressions on their faces were unaffected by the smiles of the people they passed, as if an invisible wall had suddenly appeared, separating them from the world around them. “Welcome back, Mr. Hawthorne.” “How about the latest sales data I asked for, Ted?” “Sales are increasing, but there are a few areas that need more attention.” “Give me a detailed report when we get to my office.” “Of course, Mr. Hawthorne. I’ve also scheduled a meeting with the product development team for tomorrow.” “Check the contracts of our potential partners too. We need to make sure everything is on schedule. Then, prepare the latest financial report, which will help when we discuss the budget plan.” “I’ll get on it right away.” The door to the executive office opened wide before them. Their eyes fixed on an unexpected guest. Mr. Hawthorne frowned deeply, showing anger and dissatisfaction. “I’ll be back later,” Theodore said, excusing himself. Natalie Foster, the ex-wife who had disappointed him and shattered his life into pieces. Their marriage had produced a daughter named Lilly, who took her mother’s surname since full custody was awarded to Natalie. “Daddy!” Mr. Hawthorne’s gaze shifted to the small figure of Lilly Foster. Lilly ran towards him, and he quickly caught her. The innocence and joy of the five-year-old managed to dispel the tension that had arisen between her parents. “I miss you, Daddy,” Lilly whispered, cuddling up to her daddy’s shoulder. Mr. Hawthorne smiled, gently stroking Lilly’s head. “How’s Daddy’s little princess?” Lilly pushed herself back to look at her daddy’s face. She was momentarily lost in thought, her face showing sadness. “Something bad happened.” Mr. Hawthorne looked at Natalie, seeking answers from her. However, Natalie seemed to expect Lilly’s father to ask directly, so she only shrugged. Mr. Hawthorne gazed at his daughter, who still looked sad. “What happened, dear?” Lilly took a deep breath. “My friends at school laughed at me because I have a missing tooth. They said it would never grow back. Is that true, Daddy?” she said, with tears in her eyes. Mr. Hawthorne smiled with relief. He had just been thinking about eliminating anyone who hurt his daughter, but it turned out Lilly’s problem wasn’t as serious as he had imagined. “Let Daddy see your teeth.” Lilly nodded, then opened her mouth wide. “A—aa...” Mr. Hawthorne carefully inspected the missing tooth area. “It’s okay, your tooth will definitely grow back. I see a fairy resting there.” Lilly closed her lips, her expression a mix of surprise and delight. “Really?!” Mr. Hawthorne nodded confidently. “Yes, the fairy is working hard to grow your tooth back. You just have to be patient, dear, because it takes time.” Lilly looked radiant hearing the imaginative story, while Natalie felt displeased with her ex-husband’s way of comforting their daughter. To Natalie, telling the truth without any embellishments was far better than spinning a tale that could lead to lies. “Now,” said Mr. Hawthorne as he gently set Lilly down from his arms, “can Lilly give Daddy and Mommy some time to talk?” Lilly stood up straight with her daddy’s help, nodding understandingly. She walked over to the executive chair and sat there, as if taking her father’s place. The items on the desk immediately caught her attention. Natalie, who was standing closer to Lilly, slowly moved to Mr. Hawthorne’s side—farther away. The former couple spoke in low voices, trying to keep their conversation out of Lilly’s earshot. “Why did you come here? I warned you to tell me first if Lilly wanted to meet.” Natalie looked seriously at her ex-husband. “What’s wrong with a child wanting to see her father?” In the tense atmosphere, Mr. Hawthorne added, “We agreed on this, Natalie. What if Lilly comes at an inconvenient time? Can you guarantee she’ll be safe?” Natalie looked away, contemplating the broken agreement. She realized she couldn’t guarantee Lilly’s safety during an unplanned visit, especially in an unsafe environment like Kinsley Hawthorne’s. His place wasn’t suitable for their daughter. With all his enemies and the complexities of his life, unexpected meetings had to be avoided to protect Lilly. “Lilly insisted on coming. I was powerless against her,” said Natalie, sounding desperate. Mr. Hawthorne rubbed his face with his hand, trying to calm himself. Lilly’s smile should not fade because of her parents’ arguments. “Have you eaten?” Mr. Hawthorne asked, pushing aside his thoughts of disapproval. “Yes, we had a meal before coming here. By the way, I also came to inform you that I plan to take Lilly out of town for a few days.” “What for? Are you going alone?” “Just for a vacation. We’re planning to go with Milton.” Mr. Hawthorne frowned, hearing the name for the first time. “Milton?” Natalie nodded and smiled. “Milton Pritchard is my boyfriend.” Mr. Hawthorne fell silent. The woman who had once been his wife had built a new world, something he had never imagined—that their loving relationship had ended. Her confession... left a bitter feeling in his chest. “Kins?” Mr. Hawthorne refocused his gaze on Natalie. The turmoil in his chest simmered when he saw her face. He quickly shifted his attention to Lilly, who also realized she was being watched. Lilly’s smile, with her missing tooth, became a light that soothed the turmoil. Though the discomfort remained, he tried hard to push it aside. “Does Lilly like him? If not, don’t force her to go.” “Lilly really likes Milton. We’ve gone out together before, and it was very enjoyable.” Mr. Hawthorne nodded slowly. “Good.” Natalie took his silence as consent for Lilly to go, and she chose not to say more. However, something else bothered her, so she decided to speak again, “Some women have come to me, asking about our relationship.” Since their marriage ended, Mr. Hawthorne had shown a hidden dark side. Women became pawns in the network he built. It was part of his personal vendetta against the world that had shunned him. Mr. Hawthorne thought the women who approached Natalie might be among them. “You must be very popular now and easily get whatever you want in this world.” In the past, they had lived in hardship. Natalie fought to survive but eventually decided to give up. They didn’t part immediately because Natalie was heavily pregnant at the time. Their agreement was to divorce after Lilly was born. “Do you regret dumping me?” Mr. Hawthorne asked, his gaze filled with curiosity. Natalie shook her head, her smile firm. “I just hope your life is better after we parted.” Mr. Hawthorne looked at Natalie sharply. “So, you mean my life is terrible now, even though I’ve reached the top?” he said with irony, hiding the still unhealed wound of the past. The atmosphere shifted drastically, tension filling the room. Each second felt like it carried a heavy burden. Mr. Hawthorne sneered, Natalie’s unwavering expression this time fueling the fire in his eyes. “You don’t realize? In my world, there was only you and Lilly. After all my efforts to keep our marriage, you chose to leave me. Where is your heart, really? Is your affection only for wealth? You didn’t even give me a chance to change our lives for the better.” “I gave you a chance, Kins. Four years of our marriage, what did you do during that time?” “Didn’t you see me trying back then? If your family hadn’t interfered in our marriage, maybe Lilly wouldn’t have experienced her parents’ separation.” “My family has nothing to do with our problems.” Mr. Hawthorne laughed derisively. “How can you say that, Natalie? Foster, that b*st*rd, almost every day humiliated me with his wealth and power.” “Watch your mouth, Kins! The person you’re talking about is my father!” Without them realizing, Lilly had become aware of their argument. The little girl looked hesitant to approach. Mr. Hawthorne sneered coldly, staring at Natalie’s furious eyes. “If it weren’t for Lilly, I wouldn’t let you live in peace.” A touch on her thigh made Natalie look down, finding Lilly now looking at her fearfully. The little girl had witnessed the dark aura in her daddy and couldn’t bring herself to even glance at him. What she saw was very different from the image of her daddy she had always known. “Mom—my...” Lilly whispered. Natalie wrapped her arm around Lilly’s shoulder protectively. “We’re going home now,” she said, glaring sharply at her ex-husband. Mr. Hawthorne tried to touch Lilly’s shoulder, ensuring there would be another meeting, but Lilly avoided him and left. The two people he loved disappeared from view, just like in the past.At the dim end of the bar, Mr. Hawthorne sat alone, floating in silence, his fingers tracing the emptiness of his beer glass. The dim lights enveloped him with a light that didn’t fully warm him.Theodore stepped inside, his eyes sweeping across the silent room. It was already 10 PM, but Mr. Hawthorne remained steadfast in his solitude. Seeing him now made Theodore feel the weight of the man’s burdens.“Is this bar open?”Theodore’s attention was drawn to a couple approaching the bar.“It looks open, but why is it so quiet at this hour?”A bartender appeared to block their way. “I’m sorry, but the bar has been fully booked for tonight,” he said politely.“Really? That’s a shame,” said the woman with a disappointed look.The eyes of the disappointed couple suddenly turned to Theodore, who was standing not far from them.“Are you the one who booked it?” asked the man.Faced with the sharp question, Theodore seemed confused about how to explain his situation. “Well, I...”“We’ve been pla
Jasmine pondered for a moment at the scattering of shards on the floor, the result of her careless hand not nudging the glass. She raised her gaze slowly, finding one of the men already standing directly in front of her. The man's presence asserted authority, while the other burly figure remained in place as if to show who their leader was."What do you want?" cried Jasmine with her hands clenched into fists, trying not to be afraid to face the men alone."Tell me your name," said the man Jasmine believed to be the leader. His eyes looked sharp and his tone was threatening.Jasmine didn't want to talk about herself to the stranger who had barged into her house, so she didn't answer.Jasmine's uncompromising attitude only made the man smirk, then he took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one. While time passed, he smoked quietly in front of the woman who looked at him with a disapproving expression."It's that simple, can't say it?"The bespectacled man suddenly stepped i
In the darkness of the room, Jasmine's body collapsed on the bed as if thrown into a terrifying dream world. She quickly sat up and scooted backwards while staring vigilantly in one direction—Mr. Hawthorne, the man who was posing a threat to her."P—please... don't...!" cried Jasmine, with tears rolling down her cheeks relentlessly.Mr. Hawthorne untied the tie that was hanging loosely, and stepped up onto the bed. "Thomas must realize the repercussions of his actions. He will lose the happiness of the daughter he fought so hard for.""My father will surely come! He will definitely come and bring you your money, we just need to wait for him for a while—"Jasmine's words trailed off as Mr. Hawthorne grabbed her by both shoulders, leaving her unable to feel the bed she had just sat on. The man's body overpowered her vision, the sadistic gaze came closer and managed to shake her life."Stop saying things that can't happen, your father won't escape my hands after returning!""I'll do anyt
Jasmine looked around and was surprised to see Mr. Hawthorne lying beside her. Her desire to not let sleepiness take over had now turned into regret. Annoyingly, her carelessness had led them both to the same bed.Just as Jasmine was about to get out of bed, her hand was suddenly grabbed by Mr. Hawthorne who was awakened by her movement. Although Jasmine tried to break free, her rebellion meant nothing to Mr. Hawthorne who held her hand tightly.Mr. Hawthorne cast a brief glance at the digital clock on his nightstand, then said, "It's seven in the morning, and it's far too early for you to resume your power games.""What are you talking about? Let go of my hand!" growled Jasmine.Mr. Hawthorne grinned, mocking, "Where do you think you can run to? Do you want to jump off this building again? Your death will have no effect on my life."With fiery eyes, Jasmine challenged, "I know that you have power and can do anything, but there is one thing that you will never have, and that is me. I'
Previously...Jasmine felt disoriented when she woke up. Her limp body unable to suppress the urge to get up, she picked herself up slowly, and with heavy steps exited the room. She slowed down when she heard voices from downstairs. Still caught between reality and dream, she tried to convince herself that what she was hearing was a dialog between two men."She wouldn't dare to do that."Jasmine's wrist was propped against the glass railing, allowing her to peer into the conversation downstairs between Mr. Hawthorne and a man she did not recognize.Jasmine pondered for a moment, isn't this my chance to escape Mr. Hawthorne's grasp?Jasmine worked up the courage to step downstairs. She trembled at the cold touch of marble, fumbling with each step, until she reached the end."Like I said, someone in a hopeless position can do anything to get out of it. You should pay attention to that, Kins."Those words made Jasmine wonder if the hopeless person they were talking about was her.Jasmine
Mr. Hawthorne deftly opened the door as soon as he heard the bell ring. A food courier arrived, delivering the order his secretary had arranged, then politely withdrew. He neatly arranged the dishes on plates and took them upstairs.He intentionally left Jasmine alone to rest while he busied himself downstairs. When he returned to the room, he unexpectedly found Jasmine sleeping restlessly, her face drenched in sweat to a worrying extent.He quickly placed the food on the table and sat at the edge of the bed to check on Jasmine. His face showed surprise as he felt her burning forehead. “Miss Everhart, can you hear me?”Jasmine didn’t respond.“Miss Everhart,” he called again, concerned. “You need to wake up and take your medicine.”Mr. Hawthorne propped Jasmine up against the headboard, using a pillow for support. Although she briefly opened her eyes, Jasmine soon closed them again.“You just need to open your mouth and chew the food I’ll feed you. Okay?”Mr. Hawthorne spooned some ch
Reflexively, Mr. Hawthorne turned and walked away. Silence enveloped the scene for a moment, accompanied by memories of what had just happened. The curse hurled at him was not unfamiliar, the crucial question was why he chose to leave his territory.Mr. Hawthorne felt displeased, his steps retracing the partition. Without Jasmine in sight, he was sure she was now in the walk-in closet because he had seen her leaving the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body.He quickly headed to the walk-in closet, finding Jasmine before she could fully reach the place. What he saw was the woman standing before him, breathing heavily as if she had just raced against time.“I have given you a warning, mind your behavior if you still want your father to be safe.”“W—what have I done?”“You insulted me,” Mr. Hawthorne growled, his tone piercing.“Ah, that... I was just surprised because someone suddenly appeared while I was fresh out of the shower,” Jasmine replied, trying to explain in confusion