Eva sat listlessly on the floor of her living room. Her swollen eyes no longer contained sadness. However, her nose still flared. The roar of her breath was too difficult to quench. "My boutique .... My hope .... My dream ...." She stroked the only frame that was still intact. There was a photo of her cutting the ribbon there—the moment at the inauguration of her new boutique. The curve of her lips was so wide in that picture. Meanwhile, her current face was dim. There was not the slightest light in her eyes. "Why could this happen to me?" she wailed, biting her lip. If her tears hadn't run out, her face would have been wet again. "What should I do now? Everything is gone. My boutique is gone." No matter how many times Eva repeated those words, her mind was not yet satisfied. She seemed to hope that a miracle would come to give her an answer. In silence, Eva shifted her sad gaze. Other pictures were scattered around her. One of them contained Ava's face. Under the cracked glas
Louis and Emily laughed on Melanie's lap. They like the way their grandmother read fairy tales. The witch's voice was so precise. "Repeat it again, Grandma. This part." Emily pointed at the previous paragraph. As soon as Melanie finished reading, she and Louis giggled again. Frank and Kara shook their heads at their behavior. "Kids, don't you want to go home yet? It's dinner time soon. Poor Grandma Susan if she is eating alone at home." Louis shook his head without thinking. "Did you forget, Daddy? Philip and Auntie Barbara are accompanying her at home. Grandma Susan will definitely be okay if we have dinner here." "Yes! Louis and I want to wait for news from Uncle Jeremy. We hope that Eva isn't sad anymore so she wants to make peace with Ava." Emily nodded cutely. "Philip and Barbara has gone. It looks like they want to have dinner out. Do you have the heart to leave Grandma Susan alone?" "There's still Nora and the others, Daddy. Grandma Susan won't be lonely." Louis raised hi
"I really don't understand. Why weren't we allowed to participate from the start? Why are we only being called now? What kind of party will we attend?" Louis walked beside Emily with pursed lips. Instead of pouting, Emily laughed. "Don't be angry, Louis. We only missed 15 minutes." "A lot can happen in 15 minutes. We could have missed a lot." "Maybe it's an adult event. We can't participate because we're still kids." Louis snorted heavily. "At this rate, I can't wait to grow up. That way, no one will be able to stop us. We can take part in all the events." "Don't say that, Louis. Mommy said, we should enjoy life. Just focus on what's happening now. Enjoy our childhood. Because when we're old, we might miss this time." Louis narrowed his eyes and glanced at his sister. "You know what? Sometimes I think you've grown up. The way you talk is like an old woman." "That's because I'm wise." Emily pushed her hair behind her shoulder with one hand. Her other hand held a small gift box.
"Mrs. Moore is exhausted. She asked you to pick her up in a wheelchair." Louis kept repeating those sentences as he walked. His footsteps were fast. Either because he was afraid he would forget the task or he couldn't wait to see the party. When he passed through the living room, someone called him from the sofa. "Louis, are you going to the party?" Bryan put away the phone he had been playing with and then stood up. Seeing the man he was looking for, Louis' eyes widened. "Bryan, why are you here? Shouldn't you be having fun with the others?" "I have a little business to do." Bryan showed his phone. "But now it's over. Do you want to go to the party with me?" Louis nodded. With a small curve of his lips, he took the man's outstretched hand. "Was the party cool?" He looked up as he walked after Bryan. "Yeah, that's a bit unique. This is the first time I've seen a bachelor party concept like that." Louis frowned. "What's different?" "Bachelor parties are usually identical with m
Bryan cleared his throat to break the awkwardness. "Are you okay?" Abigail blinked and looked down. Her hand subconsciously gripped the phone tighter. "Yes. I can still breathe." Her tone seemed indifferent. "What about your phone?" Abigail checked her gadget briefly. "It's okay. It's still on." Bryan was pensive. He knew there was a crack there. "Sorry, I didn't know you were on the Harper family's side. I thought you were the enemy." Abigail nodded stiffly. "I apologize too. I shouldn't have accused you of being an intruder." Abigail still avoided Bryan's gaze. It made the burden in Bryan's heart never lessen. "I didn't know you were a woman when I knocked you down earlier. I didn't have any other intention when I pressed your chest. It was just a reflex to paralyze the enemy." Abigail's breath hitched. Her eyes widened, all her nerves tensed. How could Bryan say that openly? "Sorry, I don't understand what you mean. When have you ever pressed my ...." Abigail held back he
Smiling sweetly, Emily and Louis walked towards the crystal curtain. They giggled everytime they pulled the trigger of their guns. When the bubbles spread out reflected the reddish color of the twilight sky, they got amazed.Distracted by the beauty, their tiny steps became unstable. Sometimes they slowed down; sometimes they almost collided. Everyone smiled adoring them. "Were they that cute when they walked at our wedding?" Kara leaned towards Frank. Her hand on his chest felt warm. Smiling, Frank rubbed her arm. "Yes, they're that cute, but I don't think Barbara is as pretty as you." Kara narrowed her eyes with a playful expression. "Don't let Barbara hear that, Frank. She'll frown." Frank laughed silently. "She has grown up. Today, she will start a family. She should no longer be affected by things like that, Queen Bee." "Okay, but don't try to test it. We want no trouble, Frank," Kara whispered, shaking her head firmly. Excited by their closeness, Frank stole a kiss. "Yes,
"Emily, can you stop holding me? I'm starting to sweat because you're clinging all the time." Louis loosened his bow tie. Hearing the whisper, Emily pouted. Her hand was reluctant to let go of Louis' arm. "I'm scared, Louis. We don't know who the criminal is. He could be near us." Her eyebrows hoped for pity. "I know it, but we are with a lot of people here, and there are a lot of guards. What are you afraid of?" Emily glanced around. All the waiters were lined up. Their faces were full of wrinkles, especially when Frank and Jeremy approached. On the other side, people sat with the same expressions. They put their hands together, praying. Someone had held a waiter in the janitor's room and robbed him of his uniform. They hoped that the bad guy would be caught quickly. There was only one person who couldn't stop nagging—the bride. "How could we have missed it? Was the security team not working properly? The monitoring team should also not be careless. If necessary, they should n
Seeing Hailey go to the dressing room, Emily's eyes widened. "Why did Grandma Melanie allow Hailey to see Auntie?" Her small voice sounded worried. Louis' cheeks puffed up. "I don't know, but she definitely intends to annoy Auntie." A second later, he looked at Emily closely. "This is serious, Emily. Auntie is in danger. We have to save her!" Emily's eyebrows furrowed in disapproval. "There's a bodyguard accompanying her, Louis. There's also Philip in the dressing room. Hailey couldn't possibly hurt Auntie. I don't think this is any of our business." "But their focus is protecting Auntie from criminals, not Hailey. The proof is Daddy and Grandma let Hailey pass. Only we can stop Hailey!" Suddenly, Louis jumped down from the chair. Emily blinked at the sight. “Louis, what are you gonna do? "I'm going to go save Auntie. Do you want to join me or not?" Emily gripped her own fingers. "Isn't that dangerous? Daddy asked us all to stay in this room." "You said yourself that there was