I had deliberately chosen not to follow his updates for a considerable period, and now, hearing about him once more seemed like a distant memory."Is that so? Well, that's good," I replied sincerely. "Even though there's no possibility between us, I still wish him all the best.""You’re hopeless if you keep acting like that.""I'm doing well, and I'm happy," I reassured her. "If you were to consider turning over a new leaf, why don't you join me? I have a fan base now, and I can help redirect some traffic to you...""I’ll call you when I need your help. I contacted you just to inform you about him, so you can rest assured and stop worrying about him in the future."I honestly thought there was no need for this call.I probably couldn't go through life without thinking of Sean.However, I had also prepared myself to never meet him or see any of his messages again. I thought my friends shouldn’t have underestimated me because I might not be the brightest, but I was clever in my own way.
The first time Sean met Lizzie was at a rather ordinary social gathering. Many people wanted to flatter him, but not everyone had the privilege. Everyone respectfully addressed him as "Mr. Lawisson," except for Lizzie, who seemed somewhat ignorant, calling him "Mr. Lawson." Because rarely anyone would address him that way, he took another quick look at her.People in influential positions were subjected to scrutiny and speculation from those below them even with just a passing glance. Although Sean only took a quick look, some people mistakenly believed he was interested in Lizzie. Consequently, they brought Lizzie over to him, together with her background checks and medical reports.At that moment, he happened to have no one by his side, and Lizzie stood before him. She wore a polite smile, but he could sense her hidden feelings of unhappiness and dislike.The individuals brought to his side were all seasonal players. He was curious about how long someone like Lizzie could last in
I used to work as a model, but not the typical kind; in our profession, everyone had a benefactor, someone who supported them financially. I had one too, and his name was Sean Lawson. If I were to do the math, it would have been almost a year since I first met him. Our contract was about to come to an end, and we had just under a fortnight left to decide whether to renew or part ways. This decision was crucial in our industry, where our careers hinge on our youth, and finding a reliable benefactor wasn't a simple task.To be honest, I was quite content with Sean as my benefactor, given what remained of my conscience. If he chose to renew our arrangement, I'd enthusiastically embrace the opportunity. Unfortunately, based on what I knew about Sean, the outcome hung in the balance. He’s an absolute charmer.When a man's wealth and power reached a certain level, there was naturally a constant influx of newcomers seeking his favor. No matter how hard I tried, there were limits to what
I couldn't read Sean's emotions. I might not be exceptionally clever, but I was cautious enough. In Sean's presence, I avoided anything that might displease him. Therefore, I politely declined the Christian’s advances, explaining that I belonged to Sean, both in life and death.My response brought laughter from the crowd, except for Sean. He remained seated, his gaze fixed on me with those inscrutable eyes. I replied with a bright smile.Meetings among these powerful individuals and the end of the dinner were merely the starting point. The gathering shifted to a spacious private room, where the coffee table was already filled with various expensive liquors.A group of individuals, guided by the club owner, arrived at the scene. Among them were both men and women, appearing as if they had been carefully presented for choosing, much like well-packaged items. I even spotted a few who had recently come of age.In our profession, one needed to have a keen eye. Whether they were genuinely yo
At that moment, I had already dug my own grave. It was as if I had committed some grave sin in a past life against that golf ball's entire ancestry because despite the vast expanse of the golf course, it decided to target Sean's head directly.Christian, standing behind me, immediately distanced himself, his expression making it clear that he wanted no association with me. I empathized with him. In this realm, no one dared to incur Sean's displeasure. Whether I had actually hit that golf ball or not didn't matter; the undeniable outcome was that I was held responsible for it."Mr. Lawisson, I'm truly sorry, I'll take you to the hospital right away." Christian rushed over, wearing a remorseful expression. "I take full responsibility for not overseeing her properly, leading to your injury."I lifted my hand to wipe my eyes, and they quickly turned red. Panic washed over my face as I knelt before Sean, my voice quivering. "Mr. Lawson, I'm so sorry. I really don't know what happened..."
My birth wasn't anything to boast about, and I didn't enter this profession willingly at first. My life story might earn a few tears from TV drama viewers, but in our line of work, it's hardly worth mentioning. There are plenty of people who had it worse, and who the hell am I to whine about my life?With the bustling airport crowd around me, I instinctively shifted my focus and rushed towards Sean, expressing my longing with an enthusiastic embrace.Sean wrapped one arm around me, his tone casual, but his eyes and smile held warmth. "You seem so happy?""Yes, very happy!" I nodded vigorously.He chuckled softly, evidently pleased with my response, and for a rare moment in front of others, he took my hand.I felt incredibly favored.Sean often had a group of people around him, and I didn't hold an official position. Despite my existence being public knowledge, I seldom had such intimate moments with him in public.I kept my full attention on him, partly to convey my feelings of longin
I hadn't celebrated my birthday for a long time, so when I saw the room filled with gift boxes and a two-tiered cake, my initial reaction wasn't joy; it was unfamiliarity. Was today my birthday? I couldn’t remember if it was.I felt bewildered and instinctively reached for my phone."What's wrong? Not happy?" Sean noticed my mood shift and his smile faded slightly.I panicked and quickly approached him, forcing a radiant smile. "No, no, I just don’t know how to react because I was so surprised. Mr. Lawson, you're the first person to celebrate my birthday, and I'm really, really happy."My own thoughts didn't matter; I couldn't dampen the mood of my benefactor. I was the star of this birthday celebration today, and Sean was the director. The actors should simply follow the script as directed.Sean had prepared many gifts for me, including expensive luxury items, a sports car, and even a house, which solved my immediate financial concerns. Accepting these things meant I could never leav
I knew my life hadn’t been exactly a walk in the park. However, this whole kidnapping ordeal was entirely new. In other words, I wasn’t some wealthy heir or a high-ranking official's child, so I couldn't fathom why they'd bother abducting me!I was awakened by a splash of water.The surroundings were dimly lit, probably some sort of basement. I shivered from being drenched in icy water and strained to open my eyes, looking at the person in front of me.I didn't recognize the man.Nonetheless, my father, positioned behind the man, remained just as loathsome as before.As I regained consciousness, my father's face briefly contorted with malevolence. It appeared that he had a strong urge to approach me and reprimand me, yet he held back because of the formidable figure before him."Lizzie Rees?"I shrank back, too frightened to utter a word.This man, David Johnson, radiated an air of apathy and authority that I couldn't dare to challenge."She's average-looking, I don't know what Sean se
The first time Sean met Lizzie was at a rather ordinary social gathering. Many people wanted to flatter him, but not everyone had the privilege. Everyone respectfully addressed him as "Mr. Lawisson," except for Lizzie, who seemed somewhat ignorant, calling him "Mr. Lawson." Because rarely anyone would address him that way, he took another quick look at her.People in influential positions were subjected to scrutiny and speculation from those below them even with just a passing glance. Although Sean only took a quick look, some people mistakenly believed he was interested in Lizzie. Consequently, they brought Lizzie over to him, together with her background checks and medical reports.At that moment, he happened to have no one by his side, and Lizzie stood before him. She wore a polite smile, but he could sense her hidden feelings of unhappiness and dislike.The individuals brought to his side were all seasonal players. He was curious about how long someone like Lizzie could last in
I had deliberately chosen not to follow his updates for a considerable period, and now, hearing about him once more seemed like a distant memory."Is that so? Well, that's good," I replied sincerely. "Even though there's no possibility between us, I still wish him all the best.""You’re hopeless if you keep acting like that.""I'm doing well, and I'm happy," I reassured her. "If you were to consider turning over a new leaf, why don't you join me? I have a fan base now, and I can help redirect some traffic to you...""I’ll call you when I need your help. I contacted you just to inform you about him, so you can rest assured and stop worrying about him in the future."I honestly thought there was no need for this call.I probably couldn't go through life without thinking of Sean.However, I had also prepared myself to never meet him or see any of his messages again. I thought my friends shouldn’t have underestimated me because I might not be the brightest, but I was clever in my own way.
Once I left the villa, my life became peaceful again. Sean had been truly generous. Thanks to the severance package, I acquired three properties, millions in cash, and even some stocks under my name. As long as I avoided unlawful or extravagant spending, this wealth would ensure a comfortable life for the foreseeable future.After working hard for over twenty years, I could finally retire early. One of my friends, Wendy Hawk, who visited me recently found a new benefactor, and it seemed that he was treating her well. In just a few months, she had earned a significant amount of money."After I make a fortune from this deal, I want to retire too," Wendy said while lighting a cigarette. The smoke obscured her expression, and I couldn't see her face clearly. "I'm not getting any younger, and it's time for me to settle down and enjoy life.""I can’t believe you’re saying that. It doesn't sound like you at all.""Remember my previous benefactor, the one from the capital?""Yeah, the only
I woke up in the hospital. When I woke up, I was still pondering if I was lucky enough to still be alive. I wondered if my luck really changed after all the suffering I had been through.My eyes welled up, and the moment I saw Sean, I concluded that he must have saved my life.However, I didn’t understand why Sean looked so haggard. I hadn't taken any documents, so was it possible that someone else had revealed his company's secrets, causing him to go bankrupt?I wanted to ask about the situation because I still had some money with me. If Sean did indeed face bankruptcy, I feared he might demand his money back, in which case, it might have been preferable for me to have remained dead.However, before I could speak, Sean had already leaned in, gently touching my cheek.I blinked in bewilderment.Then I witnessed him leaning down, gently kissing my forehead, his voice sounding hoarse as he said, "You're awake."A warm liquid trickled down his cheek and soaked into my collar.That must ha
I knew my life hadn’t been exactly a walk in the park. However, this whole kidnapping ordeal was entirely new. In other words, I wasn’t some wealthy heir or a high-ranking official's child, so I couldn't fathom why they'd bother abducting me!I was awakened by a splash of water.The surroundings were dimly lit, probably some sort of basement. I shivered from being drenched in icy water and strained to open my eyes, looking at the person in front of me.I didn't recognize the man.Nonetheless, my father, positioned behind the man, remained just as loathsome as before.As I regained consciousness, my father's face briefly contorted with malevolence. It appeared that he had a strong urge to approach me and reprimand me, yet he held back because of the formidable figure before him."Lizzie Rees?"I shrank back, too frightened to utter a word.This man, David Johnson, radiated an air of apathy and authority that I couldn't dare to challenge."She's average-looking, I don't know what Sean se
I hadn't celebrated my birthday for a long time, so when I saw the room filled with gift boxes and a two-tiered cake, my initial reaction wasn't joy; it was unfamiliarity. Was today my birthday? I couldn’t remember if it was.I felt bewildered and instinctively reached for my phone."What's wrong? Not happy?" Sean noticed my mood shift and his smile faded slightly.I panicked and quickly approached him, forcing a radiant smile. "No, no, I just don’t know how to react because I was so surprised. Mr. Lawson, you're the first person to celebrate my birthday, and I'm really, really happy."My own thoughts didn't matter; I couldn't dampen the mood of my benefactor. I was the star of this birthday celebration today, and Sean was the director. The actors should simply follow the script as directed.Sean had prepared many gifts for me, including expensive luxury items, a sports car, and even a house, which solved my immediate financial concerns. Accepting these things meant I could never leav
My birth wasn't anything to boast about, and I didn't enter this profession willingly at first. My life story might earn a few tears from TV drama viewers, but in our line of work, it's hardly worth mentioning. There are plenty of people who had it worse, and who the hell am I to whine about my life?With the bustling airport crowd around me, I instinctively shifted my focus and rushed towards Sean, expressing my longing with an enthusiastic embrace.Sean wrapped one arm around me, his tone casual, but his eyes and smile held warmth. "You seem so happy?""Yes, very happy!" I nodded vigorously.He chuckled softly, evidently pleased with my response, and for a rare moment in front of others, he took my hand.I felt incredibly favored.Sean often had a group of people around him, and I didn't hold an official position. Despite my existence being public knowledge, I seldom had such intimate moments with him in public.I kept my full attention on him, partly to convey my feelings of longin
At that moment, I had already dug my own grave. It was as if I had committed some grave sin in a past life against that golf ball's entire ancestry because despite the vast expanse of the golf course, it decided to target Sean's head directly.Christian, standing behind me, immediately distanced himself, his expression making it clear that he wanted no association with me. I empathized with him. In this realm, no one dared to incur Sean's displeasure. Whether I had actually hit that golf ball or not didn't matter; the undeniable outcome was that I was held responsible for it."Mr. Lawisson, I'm truly sorry, I'll take you to the hospital right away." Christian rushed over, wearing a remorseful expression. "I take full responsibility for not overseeing her properly, leading to your injury."I lifted my hand to wipe my eyes, and they quickly turned red. Panic washed over my face as I knelt before Sean, my voice quivering. "Mr. Lawson, I'm so sorry. I really don't know what happened..."
I couldn't read Sean's emotions. I might not be exceptionally clever, but I was cautious enough. In Sean's presence, I avoided anything that might displease him. Therefore, I politely declined the Christian’s advances, explaining that I belonged to Sean, both in life and death.My response brought laughter from the crowd, except for Sean. He remained seated, his gaze fixed on me with those inscrutable eyes. I replied with a bright smile.Meetings among these powerful individuals and the end of the dinner were merely the starting point. The gathering shifted to a spacious private room, where the coffee table was already filled with various expensive liquors.A group of individuals, guided by the club owner, arrived at the scene. Among them were both men and women, appearing as if they had been carefully presented for choosing, much like well-packaged items. I even spotted a few who had recently come of age.In our profession, one needed to have a keen eye. Whether they were genuinely yo