Knitting her brows, Angela lowered her head in silence."Angie, I know you're afraid of Austin. He just appears cold on the outside, but when it comes to you, he…" Genevieve suddenly trailed off, as if she had second thoughts.Summoning her courage, Angela piped up, "Ms. Lawson, Dexter has been very good to me lately. We had already decided to start over. I feel—""You've been completely fooled by him. You can't even tell who's truly good to you and who isn't. Don't think I don't know what kind of life you've been living these past few years. If I hadn't found out that you eventually pulled yourself together, I wouldn't have bothered with you anymore!"Genevieve's voice suddenly rose, her tone sharp and filled with agitation.Angela felt a heavy jolt in her heart, and she was bewildered."You were so talented back then. If you had stayed with me and worked diligently under my guidance, your achievements would have rivaled, if not surpassed, Austin's. Do you realize how foolish it
Austin let out a deep sigh, saying nothing more.For the next few days, Genevieve showed no signs of improvement. She remained bedridden, drifting in and out of consciousness. She occasionally murmured in her sleep, making it even more painful for those around her to watch.Angela stayed by her side for two whole days and nights without eating or drinking. She poured all her energy into guilt and self-reproach, unable to understand why she had been so insistent that day.Regret was the only thing left."You should come out and eat something. I'll take over," Austin's deep voice came from outside the room.Angela snapped out of her daze and turned around, locking eyes with his dark gaze.Tears streamed down her face as she whispered, "Am I bad?"Austin paused for a moment before a faint smile tugged at his lips. "This isn't your fault. You only did what your heart told you to do."Angela's thoughts were a mess. One moment, she thought of Dexter, and the next, Genevieve. They sto
It felt as if a pair of deadly hands had tightened around Angela's throat, forcing her to confront the deepest and most inescapable fear buried within her heart.Angela kept trying to convince herself that Dexter had changed. He was no longer the same person he used to be. He treated her well now. He had even risked his life for her.She couldn't let her inner demons control her. She had to live in the present instead of allowing herself to be tormented by the shame of the past over and over again."Do you really think he has changed? A person's nature is impossible to change, you fool."A voice echoed in the void, like a mirage of a mountain. Light as a feather yet crushing with the weight of a thousand boulders. It pressed down on Angela's heart, making her tremble."Who are you?" she asked, her voice shaking."I am you," the voice sneered. "A fragment of your consciousness. Your thoughts. Your mind."Angela took two shaky steps back, almost collapsing to the ground. Was she
Angela felt her throat tighten, and a rush of a sweet, metallic taste surged up from it.Genevieve… Her mentor…She had already abandoned Genevieve once, leaving her in despair and on the brink of collapse. Was she now going to let Genevieve pass away with regrets?"You're so selfish." The voice suddenly turned ice-cold. "Genevieve poured her heart and soul into you, gave you everything she had, and even wanted to entrust her life's work—her company—to you."And this is how you repay her? You've pushed her to the brink of death with your own two hands! How powerful and capable are you really?"Shaking her head repeatedly, Angela stepped back in denial. No… She didn't do anything…"You didn't? Where is Ms. Lawson now? How many days does she have left? If it weren't for what you said, would she be like this?"How could you be so selfish? You knew Ms. Lawson wanted you to leave Dexter, but you insisted on staying with him. Are neither Ms. Lawson nor Austin as important to you as th
As Angela felt a deep ache in her heart, tears welled up uncontrollably."Ms. Lawson, I-I…" Her shoulders quivered, her voice broken and faltering. She found herself at a loss when faced with such intensely expectant eyes.Her heart sank deeper until the last shred of hope was completely shattered.Angela closed her eyes for a moment. When she reopened them, clarity had returned to her gaze."Ms. Lawson, don't worry. I will do as you say." She held Genevieve's hand with a slight smile."Really?" Genevieve's voice trembled, disbelief evident in her tone. "Then that's good to hear… That's good…"Before she could finish, her throat seized. Her complexion changed dramatically, looking like a drowning person desperately reaching for her lifeline.Angela's heart dropped. "Ms. Lawson!" Panicked, she grabbed Genevieve's hand."Angie, remember… Just be with Austin… D-don't…"Before she could finish, the breath left her lungs. The light had completely faded from those cloudy eyes.Ange
Angela's heart twisted painfully, but she had nothing to say. She kept her head down, but she couldn't appear too indifferent or unaffected. She wrung her hands anxiously, at a loss for what to do.Austin said, "Mr. Mack, Angela really did have her own hardships to deal with."He didn't dare mention that Genevieve had left the company to Angela at the moment. Erwin would be the first to object if he were to find out.On the way back, Austin told Angela that Erwin was Genevieve's closest friend. The two of them built the company together, fighting side by side for decades. It hadn't been an easy feat.Erwin was also the company's COO. If Angela wanted to take over the company in the future, she would first have to gain his approval. Otherwise, she would never be accepted.Angela, still drowning in the grief of losing Genevieve, couldn't bring herself to care about anything else at the moment.With a hint of frustration, she said, "Austin, Ms. Lawson shouldn't have left the company
Dexter and Angela ate a simple meal at the airport, which was a chicken sandwich and a few side dishes.Angela hadn't had much of an appetite these past few days. She had barely eaten anything that day as well. But now, as if her taste buds had suddenly sprung to life, she not only finished her chicken sandwich but also ate most of the side dishes.Dexter, on the other hand, barely touched his food. He picked at his sandwich as he stole glances at her from time to time.Now that Angela's stomach was full, she finally felt a warmth she hadn't experienced in a long time."Thank you for the meal, Mr. Bamford," she said politely."Mr. Bamford?" The emotions Dexter had been bottling up finally overflowed. He clenched his teeth, his tone laced with sarcasm. "Angela, is there anyone in this world more heartless than you?"Dexter had been waiting for over ten days, his phone always in hand. Day and night, he'd checked it every few seconds, fearing he might miss a message. Yet, not once h
Dexter only grew more aggressive, firmly locking Angela's wrists so she couldn't move away.Trembling with rage, Angela bit down hard on his lip. He let out a muffled groan of pain, then scoffed, raising a hand to wipe away the blood at the corner of his mouth.Seizing the opportunity, Angela shoved him away, hastily straightening her clothes before delivering a resounding slap across his face.She didn't hold back, so the slap was loud enough to stun the entire cafe. Heads turned in shock—some even recognized Dexter—but no one dared to stare at him for too long."You bastard!" Angela spat, glaring at him before storming away.Dexter sat there in a daze, his long fingers brushing against the corner of his lips, a bitter smile creeping onto his face.…When Angela arrived at Villa Heights, she found that Dexter had already moved out. Fiona hadn't been there ever since she'd left, and even Mia and Leo had departed a few days ago.The once-lively villa was now eerily empty, leavin
Angela mumbled to herself, acting like a fool.She stood up and stretched a little. After sleeping with her head down all night, her arms and legs were stiff and numb, making her feel incredibly uncomfortable.And yet, strangely, she felt more at peace being here than anywhere else.It wasn't that she wasn't worried about Dexter. It was just difficult to describe this feeling. When she was alone at home or numbing herself with reckless behavior, she felt lost, as if her heart was wandering restlessly.Every day, she was itching for a fight, her mind filled with wild and chaotic thoughts. It was like she was having an anxiety attack.The doctor said Dexter was out of danger. His injuries were mostly external, and internally, he wasn't too badly hurt.Even so, it would still take at least two or three months before he could walk again.Angela sat down, staring at his gaunt face, and let out a bitter smile."Dexter, what were you thinking? Street racing? I remember the last time y
Fiona was the only one in the hallway, sitting on the bench, looking uncharacteristically defeated."Madam Fiona." Angela's voice was hoarse. "How long has he been in there? When will he come out?"Fiona's eyes were red as she shook her head sluggishly. "The doctor didn't say, so I still don't know. His injuries are severe. His shoulder and legs are badly hurt. I just don't know anymore…""He's a lucky man; he'll definitely be fine." Angela spoke firmly, but rather than comforting Fiona, it was more like she was reassuring herself.Fiona was silent for a moment, then suddenly noticed that Angela didn't look too good."What happened to you? You look so haggard. A few days ago, Dexter said you were playing games without stopping. Since when did you even like gaming? What happened between you two? He's been in a terrible state these past few days—drinking nonstop, acting like a completely different person."Angela hesitated, lowering her head. After a long pause, she finally said, "
Angela had never felt this carefree before. An hour later, she finally cleared the game!The number of viewers watching her live stream had skyrocketed, and countless people were cheering for her, congratulating her. But after the high of victory, she was hit by an overwhelming sense of boredom and emptiness.The adrenaline in her brain had dissipated. At this moment, it was as if her soul had been sucked out of her body.She just sat there, lost and unsure of what to do now.No, she couldn't stop. If she stopped, she would start thinking about unpleasant things. As if ensnared by a curse, she was powerless to escape her own mind.Angela's breath hitched. She shut down her computer and started to practice a few kickboxing moves in her room.It had been over half a month since she'd last trained. Her whole body felt stiff as if rust had settled into her bones. Even just a little movement made her break out in a sweat, leaving her uncomfortable and exhausted.Still unsatisfied,
Austin knew very well that Angela was just shaken and hadn't yet managed to adjust. She was using this dazed, aimless way of living to numb herself and vent her pain."Forget it." His voice softened. "Go eat something."The maid had already prepared a meal. She hadn't eaten a proper meal in days, so the table was filled with different types of oatmeal. Angela devoured two bowls of savory oatmeal with a ferocity that was nothing like the powerful and commanding Ms. Graham she was at the company.Austin stared at her thoughtfully. She looked like a glutton, eating with an almost barbaric enthusiasm.After a moment of hesitation, he suddenly asked, "It's been seven days. How much longer do you plan to laze around?"Angela ran a hand through her messy hair before waving him off. "I want to rest for at least a month, okay? I haven't had a break in forever. Working nonstop every day has been suffocating me. "Right now, I just want to eat and sleep, sleep and eat, eat then sleep, and s
It was game over. Austin was here.Angela was sweating nervously, but she didn't want to end the live stream now. She had held on for so long, and success was within reach. There was no way she could give up so easily."Austin, just wait a little bit. I'm almost done, just ten more minutes!"Angela anxiously shifted her gaze back to the screen, silently praying that he wouldn't interfere. If anyone disturbed her now, she would definitely lose her temper."It's been two days and two nights. Wow, you've really outdone yourself. Are you insane? Do you not value your life anymore?" Austin's face was cold, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife."That's not it. I know where the line is. I'm almost done—so close to winning!" Angela felt overwhelmed and helpless. "Don't come near me! Stay right there!""Oh, the streamer's getting scolded! She's totally freaking out.""Who's this guy? His voice is quite pleasant. I bet he's a total hunk.""Could this be the streamer's boyfriend? Maybe he
Angela used to wake up at exactly five every morning. She would practice kickboxing or hit the gym, then read, handle business matters, eat breakfast, carefully select an outfit, and head to work. Her mornings were always a whirlwind of productivity.But now, she wouldn't sleep at night and wouldn't wake up in the morning.On a good day, she would open her eyes around noon. More often than not, it was two or three in the afternoon before she even stirred.She'd lazily pick at whatever the maid reheated for her, glance at a few company reports, and then go back to doing absolutely nothing.Things she had once firmly refused to do had now become an integral part of her daily routine.For example, she used to avoid junk food and sugary drinks like the plague. But now? The house was overflowing with snacks, and she guzzled soft drinks like they were water.Did she care that it was unhealthy? Not in the slightest. It felt good. It felt liberating, as if she was finally. Truly free.O
Dexter only grew more aggressive, firmly locking Angela's wrists so she couldn't move away.Trembling with rage, Angela bit down hard on his lip. He let out a muffled groan of pain, then scoffed, raising a hand to wipe away the blood at the corner of his mouth.Seizing the opportunity, Angela shoved him away, hastily straightening her clothes before delivering a resounding slap across his face.She didn't hold back, so the slap was loud enough to stun the entire cafe. Heads turned in shock—some even recognized Dexter—but no one dared to stare at him for too long."You bastard!" Angela spat, glaring at him before storming away.Dexter sat there in a daze, his long fingers brushing against the corner of his lips, a bitter smile creeping onto his face.…When Angela arrived at Villa Heights, she found that Dexter had already moved out. Fiona hadn't been there ever since she'd left, and even Mia and Leo had departed a few days ago.The once-lively villa was now eerily empty, leavin
Dexter and Angela ate a simple meal at the airport, which was a chicken sandwich and a few side dishes.Angela hadn't had much of an appetite these past few days. She had barely eaten anything that day as well. But now, as if her taste buds had suddenly sprung to life, she not only finished her chicken sandwich but also ate most of the side dishes.Dexter, on the other hand, barely touched his food. He picked at his sandwich as he stole glances at her from time to time.Now that Angela's stomach was full, she finally felt a warmth she hadn't experienced in a long time."Thank you for the meal, Mr. Bamford," she said politely."Mr. Bamford?" The emotions Dexter had been bottling up finally overflowed. He clenched his teeth, his tone laced with sarcasm. "Angela, is there anyone in this world more heartless than you?"Dexter had been waiting for over ten days, his phone always in hand. Day and night, he'd checked it every few seconds, fearing he might miss a message. Yet, not once h
Angela's heart twisted painfully, but she had nothing to say. She kept her head down, but she couldn't appear too indifferent or unaffected. She wrung her hands anxiously, at a loss for what to do.Austin said, "Mr. Mack, Angela really did have her own hardships to deal with."He didn't dare mention that Genevieve had left the company to Angela at the moment. Erwin would be the first to object if he were to find out.On the way back, Austin told Angela that Erwin was Genevieve's closest friend. The two of them built the company together, fighting side by side for decades. It hadn't been an easy feat.Erwin was also the company's COO. If Angela wanted to take over the company in the future, she would first have to gain his approval. Otherwise, she would never be accepted.Angela, still drowning in the grief of losing Genevieve, couldn't bring herself to care about anything else at the moment.With a hint of frustration, she said, "Austin, Ms. Lawson shouldn't have left the company