Zachary said, "Miss, you haven't told me your name." "My name's Lena.""Lena," he muttered, abruptly halting his stride.Lena was taken aback. When she turned her gaze toward him, she immediately noticed that the kindly gentleman's countenance had changed.His eyes were now as cold and piercing as ice in the darkness.Before she could react, he swiftly produced a handkerchief he had prepared earlier and covered her mouth and nose."Mmph!" She instinctively resisted. Usually, she could easily overpower an elderly man like him, but she felt strangely feeble at that moment. Her eyelids grew heavy, and soon, her consciousness blurred. She began to slump, leaning on Zachary for support.He stood there motionless, only crouching down beside her after a prolonged pause. He finally dialed a number on his phone, confirming her unconscious state."Sasha... It's me. Come to the hospital right away and change into her clothes."-Chris had been waiting impatiently after delivering the b
"Lena," Chris said as he gazed at her. "What's on your mind?"Sasha snapped back to reality and instinctively tugged her sleeve down to hide the black butterfly tattoo on her wrist."I-I'd like to go for a walk." She smiled. "Chris, could we head to the shopping mall?"Chris was taken aback. Lena seemed entirely different today.Usually content, Lena wasn't into shopping or splurging on clothes or cosmetics. Fun activities that most girls enjoyed didn't seem to interest her.She had never suggested a trip to the shopping mall before!Chris felt a sense of reluctance but studied her closely. She was still Lena, yet somehow not quite herself."What's bothering you, Chris?" Sasha tried to mimic Lena, even moving closer as if to hold his hand. "Don't you want to take me there?""Of course." He smiled but discreetly withdrew his hand. "Let's go."He led her to DL Mall. Sasha was awestruck by the elegant decor, with well-trained staff greeting them upon arrival and even the manager
Sasha was stunned.Chris astutely noticed the doubt and panic that flickered across her eyes. His brow furrowed. 'Did she not understand our "old rules"?'These were the little things they did for each other. He would trim her bangs when they got too long, and she would shave his mustache.Chris mustered a smile. "Have you forgotten about our old rules?"She appeared flustered, scanning her surroundings."Lena! What's bothering you today?""Oh, Chris!" She swiftly changed the subject. "Look at that store. They have such lovely clothes!""Lena—""Let's go. Come on, let's check it out!" She playfully nudged him toward the store. "Buy me a dress. I adore wearing dresses!"Chris wandered through the entire mall, being gently pushed by her. After buying one dress, her shopping enthusiasm appeared to have been unleashed. He trailed behind her with numerous shopping bags, willing to purchase whatever she set her eyes on.Chris had spent a considerable sum within two hours—he had n
"What?" Zachary was alarmed. "Chris wants you to stay under the same roof?""Yes!" He squinted, realizing it was a terrible idea. "Sasha, don't go with him!""What's wrong?" She took a limited edition dress from the shopping bag, put it on, and smiled with satisfaction. "Do you know how much this dress costs, Zachary? I saw it in Southeast Aciatic. The designer only makes clothes for royalty there. But here, he bought it for me without hesitation!"Zachary was growing increasingly worried about her.Sasha wasn't manipulative—she displayed her greed and superficiality openly.She was easily swayed by material possessions, just as she had been when they were in Southeast Aciatic. She had squandered all the assets Krystal had worked hard for simply for the favor of some gangsters.He sighed.This was the girl he had spoiled, treating her as his own and hoping to protect her from suffering and bullying. He had created a beautiful bubble for her to live in, shielding her from the h
Zachary stared at Sasha with disappointment.After a brief silence, he angrily exclaimed, "I've helped you with Chris, and I even went to the trouble of capturing Lena for you. I feel sorry for your mom! Do you want me to teach you how to flirt, too?!"With those words, he stormed off, leaving a bewildered Sasha behind.Sasha seethed with anger. She contemplated throwing her dress on the floor but halted midway through raising her arms, choosing instead to toss it onto the couch in frustration.-Rather than dwelling on Zachary's words, Sasha decided to take matters into her own hands. She called Chris, using the excuse of wanting to spend more time with Nala, and informed him that she wouldn't be returning to their apartment that night.After a brief pause, Chris replied, "Hmm, tell Nala I said hi. Make sure to get some rest, too.""I will," Sasha said.Before ending the call, Chris added, "Oh, Lena, join us for dinner at my family's house tomorrow. It's been a while since my
Seeing Chris' restless expression, Fleur smiled at Sasha and gave her hand a reassuring pat. "Lenny, stay here for a moment. I'll check the kitchen.""Madam Hamerton, you..." Sasha was taken aback. Was this elegant lady, who rarely got her hands dirty, actually cooking for Lena?"Don't you adore my deep-fried fish the most? I've made one today, and I must show you my culinary skills!"Sasha's face lit up, and she eagerly agreed with Fleur.Fleur maintained her smile and called out to Chris, "Son, come to the kitchen and lend me a hand!"Unable to contain his excitement, Chris followed Fleur out of the living room.Although Sasha was now alone in the living room, she felt at ease. She glanced around, taking in the grandeur of the Hamerton estate, which exceeded her expectations.Splendor Mountain was firmly under the Hamerton family's domain, with most of the relatives residing in this area. Marco's residence occupied the most picturesque corner of the estate. Chris had his own s
As time passed, Sasha became increasingly anxious. She wondered why Fleur and Chris were taking so long in the kitchen preparing deep-fried fish. Was Fleur dissatisfied with Lena and intentionally leaving her hanging?While these thoughts consumed Sasha, Zachary sent her multiple messages containing photos of Lena in the hidden room.Sasha: [I understand.]Sasha: [Please keep an eye on her. And refrain from sending me any more messages. I don't want Chris to see them.]As she finished typing, her second phone rang—the one she used exclusively for communication with the Chrisses.Upon seeing the caller's name on the screen, a trace of disgust briefly crossed Sasha's face. She reluctantly answered the call. "What do you want?""What do you mean, 'what do you want'?" Elijah sounded impatient. "When will you come for the compatibility testing?"Sasha got up, avoiding the service staff in the living room, and moved to a corner while lowering her voice. "You're asking me? My dear brot
Chris wanted to speak, but Fleur interrupted with a composed smile, waving her hand.The individuals from the Warnocks, whom Fleur had brought along, were unquestionably reliable. Despite their youth, the siblings displayed remarkable agility and sharp minds thanks to rigorous training. They possessed extraordinary talent and were Fleur's trusted aides."Do you still have concerns about my associates?""No, not at all. It's just—""I understand," Fleur interjected, meeting his gaze. "You wish you could follow her and see what's happening yourself. I understand your feelings, but remaining calm in situations like this is crucial. By staying composed, you can identify the right solutions and focus on the key issues."-In a dimly lit room.Lena regained consciousness. It took her some time to adjust to the darkness. Her temples throbbed faintly, and her mind felt empty. Struggling to sit up, she tried to recall recent events.The hospital, the corridor, the middle-aged man...Sh