"The Maizes? The family of Ms. Yara? The way Miles brought it up sounds like they…" Rose dismissed her thought."Rosie, he—""Miles, is there a way I can get close to the Finches?" She cut him off, and her eagerness prompted a quick reply from him."Tomorrow is Jonathan's father's birthday. I'm sure all the Finches will show up for the occasion."Other than Jonathan and Ezra, that was… Cyrus was never close with his sons. Jonathan had not attended his birthdays previously, thus this year wouldn't be an exception."We'll go together tomorrow." Without Jonathan's presence, Miles had more reasons to tag along and protect Rose.The next morning, Yvonne was still asleep when Rose left the hospital. When she woke up, she only saw Evan in the room. Noticing Rose's absence, she spoke with difficulty. "Where's Rosie?""She was watching you the whole night and only left after I came to take over this morning. Don't worry, Eve. I saw her heading into her room." When he recalled how exhau
Lizzie telling them not to overspend on the artworks would only result in them doing the opposite—clearing the artworks in the entire exhibition. As expected, the noblewomen agreed on the surface but hurriedly went to purchase the paintings as they visited the exhibition. Within 30 minutes, the gallery had sold half of the available paintings."That painting is so strange…" A person noticed a painting in the corner and looked at it strangely.When Rose and Miles arrived at the exhibition, she was startled by the crowd. Wasn't this supposed to be a birthday banquet? One could've mistaken this as an artist's exhibition.Miles sensed her confusion and explained, "Cyrus' second wife used to be a somewhat well-known painter. Ever since he retired, he began to paint too."That explained it. Cyrus was Jonathan's father, so his remarrying meant that Jonathan's biological mother had… Suddenly, she remembered him bringing her to a mountain villa in Aquastead."Mr. Miles…" While she was lo
After taking a deep breath, Lizzie calmly instructed Claire and released her hand, which was placed on the door handle."Got it. Be right back." After Claire left frantically, Lizzie revealed a cold smile as she adjusted her gown. She slowly made her way to the third floor and entered the last room at the end of the hallway.When Ezra rushed to the second floor, he didn't see Lizzie. Instead, her assistant was standing near the staircase. "Mr. Turner, you can't…" Claire looked anxious as she blocked his way, but his furious gaze made her retreat in fear.In reality, Lizzie had said to act scared when blocking Ezra so they could seamlessly lure him into her room on the third floor. However, Claire was genuinely afraid when faced with him."Scram!" he growled with gritted teeth.Claire was scared to her core. She had heard that Ezra had a wild temperament but had never seen him this frightening—like a ferocious beast escaped from a cage. She instinctively glanced toward the thir
At the sight of the door, Ezra walked in. When Lizzie watched the door close, her victorious gaze became more visible. She was glad to have organized the exhibition in this gallery, which was Cyrus' private property. All these years, he had not visited this place because of "her", but the content of the room remained inside.Lizzie was proud of her perfect plan.Taking a last look at the door, she exited the room. Outside, the anxious Claire quickly went up to her upon her appearance. "Mrs. Finch, is Mr. Turner—""He's fine. So am I." Lizzie's calm voice interrupted her. Then, she said, "Bring Jonathan over."The sound of his name was enough to scare Claire. After many years of being Lizzie's assistant, she had never seen Jonathan show up for his father's birthday. What had Lizzie done that could convince him to come over?"Mrs. Finch…"Sensing her reluctance, Lizzie flashed her a cold smile. "Send him an anonymous email containing the list of purchased paintings and their rece
Either? Jack saw through her but didn't expose her.Their conversation was audible through the slit of the door, and Rose, standing just outside, kept repeating these words—I slept with him—in her head.Did Jonathan and Yara… Miles' words about the two leaving the hotel resurfaced in her head, and things started to make sense.It felt like her heart was being clenched tightly, suffocating her. Before she could calm herself down, she distinctly heard a voice. "Who said I was going for Rose?" Jack lit his cigarette and blew out the smoke.Yara was shocked. "But that night at the club in the surveillance room, you were looking at…" She was sure Jack was staring at Rose. Then, she paused as if reminded of something. "You weren't looking at Rose!"The surveillance footage appeared in her mind. That night, she was busy focusing on Rose and didn't notice that there was another woman with her! "You…" She stared at Jack in disbelief.Putting out the cigarette, Jack seemed indifferent.
The pressure on her neck increased, and the gaze before her was filled with hatred. There was no conflict between Rose and Ezra, so why would there be any resentment? She deduced that he had mistaken her for someone else."Ezra, look at me. It's me, Rose…" She squeezed out her words amid the chokehold.Ezra visibly froze when he heard her name. The person before him was Rose, but the headache caused him to jolt his head. When he reopened his eyes, he saw the person he resented again."Give her back to me!" he yelled, resuming the force on her neck. His eyes even showed signs of murderous intent as he repeatedly mumbled, "You're a vicious woman. Give her back to me! Now!"Vicious woman? Give her back to him? Rose became more confused at this point.The air was thinning in her lungs, and she exerted great strength to pry open the fingers on her neck. However, she had underestimated his power. Soon, the inevitable suffocation led her to unconsciousness. Amidst her weakness, she cal
"The third floor!"The hallway to the third floor of the gallery was locked. Miles had asked the staff about it but was told that was where Cyrus stored his important items. As such, it was not open to the public year-round. They had also assured him nobody was on the third floor.Without a second thought, Jonathan dashed toward that floor.All the hallways on the third floor were equipped with high-tech digital locks. Since this gallery belonged to Cyrus, Jonathan glanced at Leonard, who was following behind, and tacitly communicated what he needed. Immediately, Leonard fished out his phone and dialed a number.Downstairs, everybody remained stunned in place. When a phone rang, the crowd simultaneously looked toward Cyrus, who wore a gloomy expression. When he looked at his phone, he furrowed his brows. The ringtone continued echoing throughout the gallery, creating an eerie atmosphere. After some time, he finally answered the call.On the other side of the call, a cold voice s
Save him? Who else was in the room besides Rose? Jonathan and Miles had no time to pay attention to anything else in the secret room. They helped Rose up and immediately checked on her.Seeing her clothes slightly disheveled and a bloodstain on her forehead, Jonathan's heart skipped a beat."What did he do to you?" Miles asked, gritting his teeth and holding his breath. He was afraid to hear the answer.What had Ezra done to her? Rose recalled the earlier moments. She had thought she was going to die, but Ezra suddenly released her, and… Rose dared not delay any longer. "Quick, save him. Ezra… Ezra… he…"The memory was too painful for her to recall. She quickly turned her head to look at the man lying in the corner.Jonathan and Miles looked over, following her gaze. Under the red light, the man lay with his eyes closed, and his face…Ezra… Something seemed to hit Jonathan inside. How could it be Ezra? He instinctively resisted the idea of Ezra being involved in this matter.