"Alright," Ellora nodded in agreement. Cynthia kept her company for a little while longer. Just when Cynthia was about to leave, Ellora blurted out, "Cynthia." "Yes?" "Do you consider me to be your secret lover?" Ellora asked, an impish grin playing on her lips. "Not at all." "Why?" "Because you are my... dear little baby," Cynthia replied. Ellora could not hold back her laughter. Cynthia looked at her, somewhat perplexed. "Did I say something wrong?" "Far from it." Ellora raised her hand to poke Cynthia's cheek, her eyes gleaming warmly. "It's just surprising hearing these words come from your mouth. It's endearingly goofy." Cynthia furrowed her brow. She poked Ellora's forehead. "I suggest you revisit your English lessons, especially the part about adjectives." Ellora merely laughed in response. Cynthia did not linger after that. She left after giving some instructions to Ellora and the bodyguards. By the time she returned to Arch International Group, it was already
Joshua was left speechless by Yoel's simple yet good question. His initial investigation into Moe was solely out of curiosity about Moe and Cynthia's identities. However, now that he had the answers, he found himself in a state of confusion. Yoel stood silently, for once without his small talk. "I plan on doing nothing. I merely wanted to resolve my doubts," Joshua finally responded. Not every action has to carry significance; sometimes, one simply needs to find answers to the questions that weigh on their mind. Yoel paused before asking, "When do you plan on returning to Jiverton?" "We'll see." Joshua avoided giving a definite response. Throughout the conversation, Yoel could clearly sense his boss's diminishing enthusiasm and his growing regret over his divorce from Ms. Yates. However, what's done is done. Not every action can be rectified, and not every mistake can be amended. As for the relationship between his boss and Ms. Yates, all that was left was regret. In the
"Of course! You still haven't mentioned why you needed to see me," Samantha replied breezily. "A few days ago, when I went to see Ellora, she told me she wanted to treat you to dinner. She has yet to properly thank you for the help you offered during that phone call," Cynthia began, weaving together the strands of their conversation. Samantha brushed off the thanks with an indifferent laugh. "There's no need for formalities. It was nothing." "To you, perhaps. However, to her, it meant saving a child. She plans to host you tonight at the place where she's staying. She's even prepared a feast with her own hands," Cynthia retorted, keeping the conversation flowing. "Where is she staying?" Samantha asked. Cynthia paused, locking eyes with Samantha. "You don't know?" "Uh...?" Samantha looked genuinely puzzled. "Didn't you inform Chyler about it?" Cynthia laid her cards on the table. Samantha stared back blankly. "Inform about what?" Cynthia watched her in silence. "Have
"From the moment you found out that Joshua was going to divorce me for Jayleen, you started making your move. After all, in your eyes, if Jayleen and I ended up mutually destroying each other, Joshua wouldn't choose either of us." Samantha's face still bore a look of confusion, as if she did not comprehend why Cynthia would suggest such things. "But when you realized that the car accident did not go as planned, you ruined Jayleen's reputation. When Joshua didn't care about that, you started planning something else." "Wait a minute," Samantha interrupted her. Cynthia gestured for her to speak. "Are you sure you haven't watched too many melodramatic TV shows?" Samantha asked. "I don't have time to joke around with you." Cynthia's tone was cold. "I really don't understand what you're talking about. If any of what you're saying really happened, you should report it to the police. They can investigate much faster." Samantha clearly did not want to stay any longer. Cynthia's
"Do you really think that if we can't find concrete evidence of your crimes, you'll escape unscathed?" Cynthia asked her. With every incident, including Moe's bribery, Samantha managed to emerge without a hint of guilt. If not for Cynthia's decision to connect all the incidents and delve into some old issues, she would have never suspected Samantha. After all, Samantha had initially struck her as a good-hearted young woman. Samantha offered a faint smile. "I have been a law-abiding citizen all my life. I cannot afford to wear the blame Ms. Yates is trying to place on me." "What if I bring this matter to Old Man Tanz's attention? How do you think he would handle it?" Cynthia asked, making her point very clear. Some people, even when they knew they were guilty, could not be brought to justice due to a lack of evidence. From a purely evidentiary perspective, Samantha was nothing more than a bystander. However, morality and public opinion could pass judgment. In the past, Samanth
Upon hearing this news, Ellora was in complete shock. "How can it be her? I've always perceived her as an extremely warm-hearted girl. After all, it was she who helped me call you." Incomprehensible. Unbelievable. This was beyond outrageous. "I'm just as surprised," Cynthia admitted truthfully. "I have a question. If she wanted to target you, why would she assist me?" Ellora expressed her confusion. "Two possibilities." Cynthia had already contemplated this matter. "What are they?" asked Samantha. "Firstly, she may be somewhat obsessive about Joshua's situation. However, she still maintains her altruism in other matters," Cynthia explained deliberately. If possible, she wished Samantha was just such a person. She hoped Samantha had only sought to help Ellora out of pure goodwill. "What about the second one?" asked Ellora, holding her phone. "She might have intentionally left a positive first impression on me. This way, even if someone uncovered her actions later on, I'
Since leaving school, the friends she made have been, to put it mildly, insincere. However, Ellora was a true exception. Even before she regained her identity, she was always there for her, treating her exceptionally well. Now even though she knew her identity as Cynthia, Ellora's attitude toward her has not changed one bit. After ending her conversation with Ellora, she dialed Old Man Tanz's number. Upon learning that it was her calling, Old Man Tanz was overjoyed. He chatted with her about his day-to-day life over the phone and was even more thrilled to hear that Cynthia was coming to see him. "I will await you. Whenever it is, as long as it's you, I am always available." Old Man Tanz's voice was stern yet filled with affection for Cynthia. Hearing him say this, Cynthia touched her nose. Suddenly, she felt a bit guilty about Old Man Tanz's enthusiasm. He was eagerly welcoming her, yet she was coming to deliver bad news... "Then, let's meet on the sixth of next month." Cynthia
Joshua's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly as he stared at the multitude of files before him, his mind grappling with the startling complexity of someone's scheming. At this moment, he fully realized that he had unjustly blamed Cynthia for all that had occurred before. "Arrange a meeting with Samantha," Joshua said abruptly. "Understood," Yoel replied. As Yoel left the room, Joshua continued to peruse the thick stack of documents in his hands. The revelation he had just uncovered was more shocking than anything he had experienced before. He had never suspected that someone could deceive so convincingly. Samantha. The younger sister of Yosef Tanz. He had never doubted her, nor had he considered the possibility that she would frame Cynthia. After all, they were two people who had no business with each other. Overwhelmed by these thoughts, Joshua rested his hand against his forehead, feeling an acute sense of regret. He remembered his suspicion toward Cynthia, his unfair treatm