Cyrus was too guilty to look Jonathan in the eyes. As he reflected on the situation, he realized his first concern had not been Ezra's injury. It was only after he returned to the Finch Manor that he thought of Ezra.Now faced with Jonathan's questioning, he felt even less confident, but Jonathan demanded an answer. "The third floor of the exhibition hall holds all your important belongings with locks to every passage. How did Ezra get up there?"As Jonathan spoke, he glanced at Lizzie, already suspicious."Jon… Jon, it was my fault. I overlooked it," Lizzie suddenly spoke with a look of self-blame in her eyes.Jonathan was surprised that Lizzie admitted it was her doing."I went to the third floor that day to check Cyrus' painting. After I finished, I left and didn't realize the door wasn't properly closed."Every word was filled with regret, but they were equally piercing to Jonathan. He let out a mocking laugh.Claire, who had been silent, quickly chimed in, "Mr. Jonathan,
The alarm blared and instantly woke up the entire Finch Manor.Yosef's family, who had been keeping an eye on the situation outside, saw Jonathan leaving the study and thought the matter was over, but they perked up upon hearing the alarm."What happened? What's going on?" Yosef pretended to have been woken up by the sound and stepped out of his room to check. Bella followed closely behind.Anna and helpers in the manor also began waking up one after another. The medical team arrived just after the alarm rang for a moment. The previously silent manor was bustling with activity. Everyone was focused on Cyrus' study.In the room, Rose had put down the photo album. Jonathan returned to the room just as the alarm sounded."What happened?" Rose was unaware of the situation outside but guessed that the commotion was related to Jonathan.The icy coldness in Jonathan's heart melted a little upon seeing Rose. He strode up to her the moment he entered the room."Jonathan…" Rose was star
"Jon, no enmity lasts between father and son. You've misunderstood him!" Lizzie didn't answer directly.Her ambiguous reply was meant to make everyone believe that Jonathan was the main cause of Cyrus' current condition.Jonathan was all too clear with the trick. He didn't even bother to glance at Lizzie, and nor did he want to waste time dealing with her. He reached forward and took Rose's hand. "Let's go." His voice was warm, unlike the cold indifference he had shown Lizzie. It surprised everyone present. Jonathan was known for his cold demeanor in the Finch family and rarely showed any warmth or even a smile. There was a hint of gentleness in his voice just now, but the Jonathan they knew had nothing associated with the word "gentleness".The people present couldn't help but look at Jonathan and Rose beside him again. They had just been astonished at Rose's act of protecting Jonathan, but upon closer examination, they noticed the unusual way Jonathan looked at her.Rose wa
Lizzie cried in self-reproach. "It's my fault for not telling Claire to close the door, otherwise Ezra wouldn't have stumbled in. Those photos were your only memories of Nancy but now…"Destroyed! She was pleased that the photos were destroyed! Without those photos, Cyrus could only remember Nancy in his memories, but how long could he remember? Memories would eventually fade until he could no longer recall Nancy's face."It's not your fault." Cyrus snapped back to reality. Lizzie's understanding and generosity made him feel guilty.For years, Lizzie had been by his side and was attentive to his needs. He shouldn't be thinking of someone from the past anymore. Cyrus looked at Lizzie and asked a question he had never asked before. "Do you regret marrying me?"Regret? How could she possibly regret it? Everything she had done back then, open and in secret, was to seize the opportunity to marry him.Lizzie shook her head. "I only regret not having done my best when you had me take c
Jack… Rose paused at the door."What kind of flowers does Mr. Jack like?""Who knows? But someone like him would probably prefer something fiery and passionate, so I chose roses. Red roses.""That's not necessarily true. Maybe he likes something fresh and elegant." The woman speaking stood among countless flowers and picked a white jasmine.The other young ladies were carefully selecting their flowers, some even choosing and putting them back. They constantly reconsidered their choices as if the chosen flower held extraordinary significance.Rose seamlessly blended into the group picking flowers, and the conversation continued."I heard that Mr. Jack invited a few friends to tonight's gathering. I wonder who they'll be.""Mr. Jack's friends are also elites. It'd be great to get to know them."Tonight's gathering? Rose subconsciously tightened her grip on the flowers as she thought of Yvonne still lying in the hospital.A plan to approach Jack started stirring in her mind. She
"Your uncle only found out that Yvonne is at the Young family hospital, but Miles has kept all other details under wraps," Bella said, a hint of frustration in her voice. She couldn't resist scolding Jack. "Of all the people you could've gotten involved with, you chose her! I told you to handle it discreetly, but you just had to..." The situation exasperated her."Also, why would Jonathan be interested in Yvonne? As far as I know, there's no connection between them," Bella said, bewildered.After a moment of hesitation, Jack decided to come clean. "Yvonne and Rose are best friends. Rose was also there that night.""Rose?" Bella echoed, recognizing the name immediately. "That explains why Jonathan is investigating! It must be because of Rose!"A hint of unease crept into her voice as she gave Jack strict instructions. "You need to lay low, Jack. This isn't something you can brush off. "I'm booking you a flight out of the country. You need to leave and stay out of sight. We'll us
Amidst the darkness, Rose could vaguely make out Jack's silhouette, But he wasn't alone in the shadows. More than a dozen figures were seated around him, their identities obscured by the gloom.Meanwhile, the women on stage feared that disobeying Jack's instructions would anger him and jeopardize their chances of earning his favor.Remembering their purpose for coming here, one of them spoke up. "I'm willing, Mr. Finch.""I'm willing too.""I am as well.""We're all willing."Once the first woman broke the ice, the others followed suit, letting go of their inhibitions. The women looked toward the shadowy area below the stage, assuming that only Jack was watching them perform."Excellent. Then let's begin," Jack said, his tone filled with satisfaction.After a brief discussion, the women swiftly decided on a routine they often practiced. As the music began, their graceful movements commanded the stage. Yet, their revealing costumes lent the performance an unsettling air. In th
"Of course, you may leave, but it would be inappropriate for you to leave dressed like this. Please understand it wasn't my intention to have you all wear these gowns," Jack explained earnestly, seeking her understanding.The woman had no idea what she was supposed to understand, nor did she want to speculate. All she wanted was to escape. Nodding quickly to appease him, she showed her willingness to comply.Jack looked at her with what seemed like genuine concern. "I'll have someone take you to change your clothes."While she was scared to stay, she couldn't walk out wearing the skimpy outfit that barely covered her. Her clothes were still in the dressing room."Alright," she agreed.Jack's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as soon as she accepted the offer. He wasted no time and immediately arranged for her departure before turning his attention back to the stage.As he turned back toward the stage, Rose quickly hid behind a tree, using it as cover. She watched Jack standing in th
Really? How could that possibly be true?Lizzie and Jonathan had a seemingly calm relationship on the surface, but underneath, there was a deep-seated conflict. One was a stepmother, and the other was the son left behind by the first wife.This time, Jonathan's disguise was solely to deceive Lizzie.Lizzie had repeatedly plotted against Rose, so how could she genuinely be concerned about Jonathan?Amidst Leonard's thoughts, there was a commotion coming from the direction of the operating room."Jonathan…" Eleanor called out. She quickly hurried over with the help of her walking cane.The others quickly followed and finally saw Jonathan being wheeled out from the operating room.He kept his eyes tightly shut, with the wounds from the car accident still visible on his face. His hands, feet, and chest were covered, but they could clearly see the lack of life on his face.After the car accident, there didn't seem to be any improvement at all."Jonathan, Jonathan, it's Grandma. You
The atmosphere at the dining table was extremely strange.Elijah and Clover, smiling warmly, served Rose some food. "Rose, have some of this. You love it..."The food was placed on the plate in front of Rose. Then, Jonathan promptly said, "Wifey, I made this."Jonathan looked at Rose, his face clearly saying, "Wifey, praise me.""Ugh! This tastes awful!"Clover clearly had a disdain for Jonathan, and it was written all over his face without any attempt to hide it. He picked at her food, took a bite, and felt like spitting it out. But he had come with the intention of having lunch with Rose and ended up going there without having eaten lunch.He didn't get to eat lunch, and his frustration left him feeling full.Although he was still a bit miffed, as soon as the food entered his mouth, he realized he was actually a little hungry.]He hadn't expected Jonathan's cooking skills to be, well… quite good?He had to "reluctantly" swallow it down when his original intention was to spit
Jonathan's voice clearly expressed dissatisfaction.Rose felt a bit uneasy. She focused on keeping her composure, appearing as though she hadn't heard anything.Nearby, Jonathan, sitting on the couch, furrowed his brows.Something felt off, very off.He had been watching Rose for a long time, and usually, she should have felt his gaze by now and looked back at him. Then there would be a moment of eye contact, which would set the stage for him to make his next move.But…Was she not aware of being watched?Jonathan tried winking and making himself noticeable, but she still didn't respond.Something felt off, really off!So, he had no choice but to try a different approach. "Wifey…."He called out to Rose, but she still didn't respond.Jonathan furrowed his brow even more. Was it because he wasn't loud enough?"Wifey…" he called out again.There was still no response. Was his charm not strong enough?"Wifey…" he called out again.Every time Rose heard him call out "wifey,"
The look in Miles' eyes was chilling.Miles always looked at her warmly, so how could this be any different?Before long, the coldness in his eyes vanished, and when she looked into them again, there was warmth once more.But just now… was it her imagination? No, it wasn't!The coldness she felt had sent a distinct shiver through her heart; it was no illusion.Kelly furrowed her brows. She was determined to figure it out.As she was trying to piece things together, she heard Miles slowly say, "I only have one sister left. What should I do?"His tone was filled with anguish.Kelly snapped back to reality, determined to be supportive at a time when Miles was in pain. She reassured him, saying, "Miles, I will be by your side for the rest of my life!"There was only one sister left… Of course, it was her!"Is ten percent of the shares enough?" Miles immediately asked.If calming Miles earlier was her task, then after hearing his question now, she became fully alert.It wasn't e
There was a long silence in the conference room.Miles had a somber expression, clearly showing a strong sense of displeasure.Anastasia sat in the furthest corner. Since Harriette's return, she was no longer the favored daughter of the family. It was as if she had become a completely different person.But no one paid attention to her. Today, she was just there to make up the numbers.Kelly frowned, but inside, she was overjoyed.Among everyone in the conference room, she was the most excited to see Chloe arrive. She had put in effort to ensure Chloe could make it today.She finally brought up the thing that mattered most to her through Chloe.However, she couldn't show her happiness outwardly.On the surface, she was filled with righteous indignation as she said, "Aunt Chloe, Rose hasn't been dead long, and you're already bringing this up? Isn't this behavior a bit too unseemly?"Rose inherited Young Group. Young Group belongs to Rose. How could you… How could you…" she accus
Rose often wore that necklace.Kelly had complimented the necklace, saying it looked beautiful and that she wanted to buy one as well. Rose told her that she had designed and made it herself, and there were only two in the whole world: one that she kept and the other that was given to a friend.She knew that the friend was Yvonne.She pretended to be jealous at that moment, but Rose didn't give in or make one for her too.Kelly recalled that Rose was also wearing it that day.All the information pointed to one conclusion—that body was undoubtedly Rose!"Miles, Rose… Poor Rose…" Kelly was crying so hard she nearly fainted.The level of sadness and grief she displayed was comparable to that of Miles.In her heart, she secretly felt glee at Miles' reaction.After he saw "Rose", it seemed as if the necklace confirmed her identity, and from that moment on, he seemed to have lost his soul.Even her "self-blame" act received little response from him, as if he was deeply immersed in
"Hehe! No need to thank me. Wasn't that what I was supposed to do?" Ezra remarked. He was feeling a bit shy because of Rose's gratitude.Rose could tell there was a plan to deal with Kelly.Rose didn't ask too many questions about the plan. They only asked her to stay here temporarily, and she figured out that she shouldn't make any public appearances for the time being.To ensure Kelly revealed her true intentions, she needed to be tricked into thinking she was truly in a dire situation.If it were just Harriette, she wouldn't be that angry, but since it was Kelly, that was a different story.She still hadn't confronted her about Oliver's death, so this time, she would settle the score altogether.Rose quietly awaited the day of the big reveal.On the night that the news of Rose's death spread, Jonathan rushed back to Regalia. It was said that Jonathan caused a major commotion at the police station, refusing to accept the explanation that she had been "blown to pieces with no r
Miles looked at Rose while listening to Harriette's lie that "Rose was dead".There was only one feeling in his heart—a lingering fear.If Jonathan hadn't discovered early on that Harriette was an impostor, Miles would probably still be deceived, mistaking her for the real Harriette.He didn't care about his own feelings being deceived. What really mattered to him was that the fake Harriette would use him to harm Rose!"What do you plan to do about Harriette?"When Ezra walked in, he was seemingly aware that Miles was already inside.While Rose was still asleep, he asked that question.Ezra didn't realize that "Harriette" wasn't the real Harriette he knew. He only knew that Miles had deep feelings for Harriette and was worried that Miles couldn't bear to do anything to her.If Miles truly couldn't bear it, then a lot of things would have to be done by Ezra and Jonathan.Unexpectedly, Miles said without hesitation, "Wherever she came from, that's where she's going back to."He
It wasn't a trap set by Jonathan, but rather by Ezra.After Ezra had thrown Carl into the psychiatric facility, he never showed up again. Now that he was here, he didn't dare to think about what Ezra might do to him.Ezra spoke up. "Carl, you're weird."Back at the hospital warehouse, you showed so much courage and had already decided you were willing to risk your life for the woman you love. You weren't afraid of dying then, so what's causing your fear now?"It seems like your determination to face death isn't very resolute!"Ezra's tone sounded sarcastic as he said that.Carl immediately responded, "It's not that I'm not resolute…"As he uttered the words, Carl realized he might have fallen into a trap. Feeling a bit guilty, he quickly changed his statement. "What beloved woman? Willingness to risk my life for her? You really like to make up stories, Mr. Turner."Make up stories, he said? Ezra's eyes gleamed with a sharp intensity.Carl didn't admit to taking the fall for Li