“Good heavens! It’s morning already.”Clara woke up to find herself still in the car. The sunlight was blinding. She turned to her side and saw Adrian still asleep in the driver’s seat.“Why are we still here, Adrian?” His eyes flew open at the sound of her voice, and he rubbed his face.“Lara, I’m sorry, I fell asleep.”“You didn’t take me home?”Adrian scratched his head, trying to figure out how to answer.“I…”“Where’s my bag?” But as she tried to stand, a sharp pain shot through her lower body. “Ssh…”“Lara, are you alright?” Adrian helped her shift, and Clara didn’t resist his touch.Her eyes widened, feeling strange as she noticed a red stain on the seat. ‘This isn’t the time for my period, why…’ Her brow furrowed, a question forming in her mind.But Adrian found her bag first. Clara covered the stain with a handkerchief from the small pocket of her bag. “Adrian, I need something… but could you step out for a minute?”“Alright…” Adrian obeyed, his heart pounding with anxiety
When Adrian woke up at 10 a.m., the first thing that came to mind was the desire to see Clara and resolve the issues from the previous day. Adrian, the CEO of Founderflash, had been ensnared by her charm! Anger burned in his eyes as he surveyed the room, but there was no sign of her. In his peripheral vision, a piece of paper on the bedside table caught his attention. "What's this?" Adrian muttered, frowning as he picked it up. He squinted and his expression suddenly turned somber. Adrian couldn't believe Clara had used his real name when writing him a letter. He abruptly stood up and turned to leave Clara's room, radiating a fierce aura. "Have you seen Lara?" he asked the housekeeper. Dorce's was startled. "Young Master, Miss Clara left before dawn, taking her suitcase with her," she replied. Adrian was shocked. He went back to the room and checked her closet, but he couldn't find any of Clara's personal belongings except for the clothes he had bought her yesterday before they
“Sir, we still haven't been able to find your wife. Should we continue the search?” In his secret headquarters, Jordan exhaled a plume of cigarette smoke in despair. He fell silent, thinking for a moment, wondering where Clara had gone. “You guys take a break first, I’ll figure out what to do next.” The man with the real name Jordan felt frustrated. He couldn’t imagine what would happen if Clara truly disappeared from his life. “Lara couldn’t have just disappeared like that. She must be hiding.” Jordan lowered his head, typing something as a message for Clara, but the words he typed were messy. He kept deleting and retyping. “What should I say?” *** “Kak Lara, your order has arrived…” Clara sluggishly got out of bed. She was going to leave the room to get a drink and receive the food she ordered online. Her steps were unsteady. Clara’s body grew weaker each day. The change became a concern for everyone in the house, including her grandfather who had only been home for two days.
Jordan tapped his fingers impatiently on the table, glancing at his watch every few minutes. Thirty minutes had passed since he arrived.Waiting was incredibly boring for him. Ten more minutes went by, and Adrian started to feel unsure. He stood up from his chair, ready to leave.But his steps slowed as he saw a familiar woman walking towards him.His expression became unstable, adjusting his clothes several times while looking at his reflection in the mirror.“Lara…”The woman turned her face towards the voice…“Lara, you’re Lara, aren’t you?” Jordan seemed happy to find her. “I didn’t expect you to show up. I’ve been looking for you for a long time, but I couldn’t find you anywhere. I just want to apologize…”Clara was taken aback to see the man she had almost forgotten bowing his head. Disappearing for six years, it turned out he still couldn’t forget the shadow of his past.No, this can’t be, she had to pretend not to recognize him.“I’m sorry, maybe you’ve got the wrong person.”
An hour later, Raisa's car pulled up to the 'Starlight Haven Mansion' villa area in the eastern part of the city.The place was quite secluded, ensuring it was safe for them to stay together.The four of them got out of the car and entered their new home. "I love it, the environment is great." Clara was very satisfied, "I didn't think you could find this place so quickly." she said, looking around in awe.Raisa took a deep breath. "The owner of this house has moved to Switzerland and they're renting it out."Clara smiled and nodded. “We can take care of the belongings later, we can ask the owner to keep them for a while.”Louis grumbled, “What about my beloved remote-controlled car.”Seeing her son's expression, Clara burst out laughing, then pinched his cheek. “Don't worry, can't we just buy a new one?”“Does that mean we'll be buying a new drone too?” Lucas responded enthusiastically.Clara sighed. “Hmmm..Maybe.” One of her eyebrows went up, “But on one condition, after this you're
The NexGen Attire Co. team welcomed Clara warmly. They were introduced to the company's CEO, a charismatic man who emerged, tucking one hand into his pants pocket.His eyes glanced at Raisa, who smiled encouragingly. Clara's heart found a sliver of solace. 'Whatever the consequences, this is for my children.'The thought dimmed her gaze momentarily, but her focus shifted when she received a call from her children's teacher. "Excuse me, Miss Lara, if you have time, please come to school as soon as possible. I hope you can come as quickly as you can."Hearing this, Clara panicked. She saw Raisa's confused expression and rushed out, her voice trembling. "The kids are in trouble. Please help me with the procedures."She immediately hailed a taxi and headed to Lucas and Louis' new school.In front of the school building, Clara got out in a hurry and headed towards the classroom. Her face contorted as she saw the scene unfolding inside."What happened to this classroom? Why is everything in
“It smells like chocolate.”Louis, at first, was able to sit still for a while, but Raisa, who had just taken Lucas to the toilet, hadn’t returned after a while.He couldn’t just sit there calmly. Leaving his chair, he sniffed and searched for the source of his favorite aroma that had made him unable to resist his appetite. “I have to get the chocolate milk…”Not far from there, his gaze focused on a waiter walking with a tray inside the restaurant. His eyes lit up instantly.He didn’t care about anything else and approached the waiter with his short legs, following where the waiter went, then stopping at a table in the front.Without thinking, Louis said. “I want chocolate milk…” ***“Hurry up, your brother must be waiting for us.”Coming out of the toilet, Lucas and Raisa returned to the waiting chairs in front of the restaurant, but she was confused when she realized Louis wasn’t there.At that moment, Clara arrived. Raisa immediately asked her. “Lara, is Loius with you?”Clara wa
"Lara, have you found him?" Raisa suddenly appeared between them, realizing she was talking to a man. She was a little curious. "Lara, he...""Mommy, it seems like we've met this uncle before, don't you remember?" Lucas, standing beside Raisa, suddenly said innocently.This child's memory was indeed strong! It turned out he really paid attention to the posture and cold face of the man in front of him.The man showed a friendly smile and greeted them. "Hi kids, what's your name?"But Clara immediately pushed away his outstretched hand, considering it dangerous. "Don't ever touch him!"Being treated like that, Jordan was a little annoyed, but he tried to hide it and tried to smile. "I hear you've been getting more famous lately. I don't think it hurts for us to work together to strengthen our business relationship in the future."He took a step forward and whispered. "I'm sure you'll agree if you know what I have, and one more thing. You should introduce your two children to me, aren't
Louis wasn’t driving himself home. He’d opted for a cab, pulling up in front of a bar he hadn’t visited in ages. Stepping inside, the place was a whirlwind of young, reckless revelers and dancers grooving to the thumping DJ music. He weaved through the crowd, grabbing a drink the moment he spotted an empty stool.“Louis! What the hell are you doing?” Lucas appeared, his voice sharp, as he caught sight of his twin brother knocking back shots of hard liquor.“Louis, have you lost your mind? Your wife’s waiting at home, and you’re here, getting plastered?”Lucas tried to snatch the shot glass, but Louis held firm, his voice surprisingly calm. “Why the rush? Let’s relax and drink this stuff until we’re happy. Don’t worry about the cost.”This was getting out of hand. Louis wasn’t usually a drinker; this change was unsettling. Lucas needed to get him out of there before the alcohol did more damage. “Damn it! How do I even contact Mischa? My phone’s still in the car.”“Still want to wa
Louis’s words hung in the air, sharp as a threat. Mischa wondered if the woman with the long nails and platinum blonde hair was deliberately trying to drive a wedge between them. Giselle watched the woman discreetly. When Louis excused himself to make a call, Mischa casually pulled a cigarette from her purse and lit it, the acrid smell of tobacco instantly filling the room. Giselle coughed. "Excuse me, but this is a non-smoking area. There's a sign right over there."Mischa glanced at the sign Giselle indicated, then rolled her eyes. "And I care?"Giselle took a deep breath, composing herself. Just as Louis returned, Netty's doctor emerged from the room. "Doctor, how is my sister-in-law?" Giselle asked anxiously."She's still unconscious. We'll be monitoring her hourly. Please, try to stay calm."Louis was about to enter Netty's room, but Mischa stopped him. "Can't we just go home? You've already done so much…" Her plea hung unspoken in the air."No! Can't you see someone's life is
TimeBack at his apartment, Mischa tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She glanced at the clock. "It's 2:00 AM."She sat up, leaning against the pillows, blinking sleepily, then checked her phone – still dark. Her breath hitched. Louis was going to see Netty. "I have to make sure Netty stays away from my husband," she muttered, a knot tightening in her stomach.She picked up her phone, intending to distract herself with social media. A post stopped her cold. Her husband was at the hospital!"This is weird. I need to find out what he's doing there."***2:05 AM"Ms. Netty needs type B blood. We're looking for donors…" Louis remembered the doctor's words to his sister, Giselle. He decided then and there to donate."Excuse me, doctor, I'm here to donate blood…" Louis knocked before entering the doctor's office."Come in…"He was calm, but worry etched his face."Your name?""Louis Halle.""Since you're close to the patient, are you willing to donate?" the doctor asked, observing
Frustration, anger, and pent-up emotions boiled over after a failed plan. Louis vanished without a trace after that day, disappearing from circulation and ignoring all calls, both business-related and from his parents.His mind was consumed by the desire to apologize to Netty. If he went to her house and asked her family about her, would they tell him? But what if Netty wasn't home?He could barely imagine what would happen if he found out Netty wasn't home. Although he had called her several times, there was only a forwarding message.He spent his days alone, exhausted, without a confidante to vent the frustrations that had been building for days.Today, Louis unknowingly stopped near Mischa's family home. Before getting out of the car, he sat contemplating, murmuring, "I wonder how Mischa's doing?"Suddenly, he thought about the woman he admitted he didn't love at all. His expression was somber. Should he see Mischa now? Doubt clouded his eyes, but what would he say if he did?It
Frustration, anger, and pent-up emotions boiled over after a failed plan. Louis vanished without a trace after that day, disappearing from circulation and ignoring all calls, both business-related and from his parents.His mind was consumed by the desire to apologize to Netty. If he went to her house and asked her family about her, would they tell him? But what if Netty wasn't home?He could barely imagine what would happen if he found out Netty wasn't home. Although he had called her several times, there was only a forwarding message.He spent his days alone, exhausted, without a confidante to vent the frustrations that had been building for days.Today, Louis unknowingly stopped near Mischa's family home. Before getting out of the car, he sat contemplating, murmuring, "I wonder how Mischa's doing?"Suddenly, he thought about the woman he admitted he didn't love at all. His expression was somber. Should he see Mischa now? Doubt clouded his eyes, but what would he say if he did?It
The whispers followed Giselle like a shadow. "They say she never got her mother's love, not even as a baby," one voice hissed. Another chimed in, "Really? Where'd you hear that?" Giselle’s cheeks burned. The judging stares felt like knives. But the whispers died down abruptly as a figure appeared – Alessandro, her husband. "Al-Alessandro..." breathed the gossips. Their attention shifted back to their shopping, the initial purpose of their visit to Giselle’s grocery store. Alessandro’s arrival transformed Giselle's frown into a radiant smile. Serving her customers, she was noticeably more relaxed. Alessandro, however, watched her with a tender gaze, a small smile playing on his lips. Netty, noticing this exchange, chuckled softly. Despite the storms they’d weathered, Giselle felt incredibly fortunate to have him. And now, cradled in her arms, their beautiful baby boy, Leon, completed their picture. Once the last customer left, Giselle
"I'm sorry Louis, let me think for a while longer, and if that time comes, I'll see you soon..."The next day, Netty prepared for her departure. However, she still believed that the only place for her to calm down was her family. "Netty, you have to take care of yourself there. I feel like an irresponsible person for letting you go alone. You must understand my situation right now, right?" Louis could not leave the company at that time, especially since his parents were so adamant about keeping him in the company. "Louis, why has your expression changed? Lucas suddenly appeared to awaken the man from his reverie. But Louis was still silent, so Lucas continued. "You and Netty were already considered to look like lovers, but why did you let her go?" His gaze turned cold at his twin brother. "Stay out of my business, you don't deserve it!" Finished speaking, Louis immediately left there with the burden of thoughts that were stuck in his mind about last night's incident. He acciden
"Taraa…!" A little boy presented Netty with a bunch of fresh, beautiful lilies. His offering coaxed a smile from her, and she accepted the flowers. "Thank you, sweetie. Who told you to give me these?"The boy flashed a gap-toothed grin, then produced a beautifully packaged food box with a little note attached. (Don't forget to eat the food right away!)Reading the note, Netty looked back at the boy—but he was gone! Poof!Where did he go?She searched the immediate area, but the little guy had vanished. Weird!Shrugging it off, Netty prepared to leave. That's when Louis appeared, a smirk playing on his lips. "So? Did you get your bouquet?"Netty frowned, looking down at the flowers in her hand. "So, this was your doing?"Louis nodded slowly. "Do you like them?"He started to respond, but then—bam!—a near-identical version of himself materialized, greeting Louis with, "Long time no see, Louis. How's it going?"But his face was sour. Louis clearly wasn't thrilled about this guy'
A suspicious figure was seen driving a car and stopping at the end of the road, acting strangely.The driver then steered the vehicle towards a dilapidated warehouse. A small telescope was in their hand, a smirk playing on their lips. This was seriously shady!The driver got out of the car, removed their glasses, and stood in a hidden corner, producing a wad of cash from atop the car's hood. "Here's your payment, as agreed. Five million should be enough. Count it yourself."The hired man opened the bag containing the money. Seeing the bundle intact, the bald man with a tattooed arm smiled contentedly. "Alright, I guess I don't need to count it. I trust you, anyway." He grabbed the bag with a jarring laugh, quickly silenced."Cut it out, unless you want to get us both busted," the driver threatened.The hired man gave a thumbs-up. "Then I'm outta here. You should scram too."A harsh grunt was heard—Mischa. After recognizing Netty, she'd investigated the girl's background, digging th