"I-I want to take my revenge on them." Just as Kisa finished speaking, she signed the papers decisively. Then, she added, "Once this is over, I'll return these shares to you." "Deal." Kisa pursed her lips and stared at the document placed in front of her. She used to think that she would not live a long life. So, she just wanted to live quietly until the day she dies. Deep down, she bore a lot of hatred toward those people, but she had no power to take her revenge. Now that she was granted another chance to live, she was determined to make those people pay for mistreating and humiliating her. Furthermore, Gilbert and Madalyn would not let go of her easily now that she was still alive. Perhaps she could hide under Jensen's wings in the meantime, but would she be able to hide forever? The next morning. Kisa was woken up by the harsh sunlight. She suddenly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was a pretty face. A lady stood by her bedside. That lady was tall
"Don't get me wrong now. Blake is not our child, he's the adopted son of Jensen.""Get out!" Jensen's face darkened.Mia shrugged her shoulders. "Alright, I get it. I'll go now."Kisa was still full of questions after Mia left. However, she remained silent since this was Jensen's privacy. Jensen said nothing regarding this matter, as if Mia was never here. After a long silence, Jensen gave Kisa a smile, "Rest well. I'll bring you back home a month later." Going back home meant that she was going to face Gilbert again. The thought of that ruthless man still made Kisa's heart hurt.Jensen then gave Kisa a mirror. Kisa took the mirror dumbfoundedly and saw that he was taking off the bandage on her head through the mirror. As the bandage unfolded, one could see that the ugly burn before was replaced with a light skin scar."Your scar is healing well. There'd be no trace of it after a month later." Kisa caressed the scar, astonished that the scar had faded and her face plump. Her
Gilbert stared at the alluring figure for a while, that familiar back made his heart tremble in pain. Just as Gilbert instinctively wanted to follow her, Davian interrupted him with a call. When he looked toward the figure again, the figure had already walked down the hall. He never saw the girl's face after all. But the sense of familiarity was lingering in his heart.Davian stared at Gilbert that seemed a bit preoccupied, and said, "Why don't we notify Mr. Mccray that we'll cancel today's meeting? We could postpone it to tomorrow. It was such a long flight today, and you haven't been resting well recently. Your body must be…""I'm fine!" Gilbert proceeded, "Did you pick Mr. Mccray's gift yet?" "Yes, sir. All done.""Let's go," Gilbert looked at the hallway again before leaving. It was the first time Kisa wore a low-cut spaghetti strap dress, but the dress looked very high-end with satin, not vulgar at all. The dress was mauve making her skin fairer. Only Kisa was not very us
Jensen got down from the car and stared at Kisa with his frightening dark eyes.Kisa bent her head uncomfortably. "Jensen, do I not look good in this?"Mia hid the darkness in her eyes and smiled seductively at Jensen, "How is it? Do you think the clothes I picked for her are much better than yours?""She does not suit these," said Jensen while he draped a white scarf from the car over her shoulder. The color white and mauve was a pretty combination. Kisa was sexy before, but there was more then sexy now as a touch of elegance could be seen. Under the attention of Mia, Kisa grabbed the scarf and stepped back from Jensen, creating space between them. She did not know the relationship between the two, but it was better to steer clear of misunderstandings. Jensen did not say anything regarding Kisa's action of avoiding him. He looked at Mia, "Don't choose these types of outfits for her next time, it doesn't suit her."Mia scoffed, "It didn't matter if it's suitable or not, it's
Kisa ran out of the restaurant and hid behind the bushes. Through the gaps in the bushes, she saw Gilbert catch up with her. His face had anger, hatred, and a hint of resignation.Kisa clutched her hands, her heart filled with pain. 'He'll always hate me no matter where I am, or if I died or not. His hatred was like a never resolving knot.'"Mr. Kooper, what's wrong?" Davian rushed out and looked at Gilbert worried. 'Ever since we been here, Mr. Kooper seems to have lost his head. Was it something he saw that made him this way?'"I saw Kisa," Gilbert looked around the surroundings, searching for her. The thought of Kisa avoiding him on purpose made him annoyed and resentful. Davian was not convinced. "You must have got the wrong person, why would Mrs. Kooper be here?" "No, I'm sure of it. This is the only possible place she'll be," Gilbert said with certainty. Davian could not understand him. 'Why would this place be the only possible place Mrs. Kooper be?'Davian was going to
Kohen's last sentence was directed toward Jensen.Jensen's face slightly darkened, "You're only getting the land in Borealdon, don't even think about anything else." "Haha. You're still as stubborn as you used to be," Kohen chuckled and lit a cigarette. Jensen furrowed his brows and told Kisa, "You should leave first." Kisa was touched upon understanding Jensen's intention of not letting her breath in smoke, so she got up and left the room. She quietly stood outside by the door, thinking about what would Kohen want. It was obvious that Jensen knew what it was, but it seemed to be something important to him. After a few minutes, Jensen came out of the room with a cold expression.Kisa understood the deal was off and said, "It's alright. We could do well without his sponsor too."'Jensen only wanted Kohen's connections, resources, and reputation to promote the drama by asking him to invest. It was to make sure that I could get famous. I would rather not act in this drama, be
At that moment, a basketball suddenly flew toward them. Gilbert caught the ball in his long, slender hands and threw it back. Despite him being far away, the ball went cleanly through the hoop. It bounced on the ground a few times before landing in the hands of a boy who was around five or six years old.A woman with delicate features ran up to the boy and pulled him away. She was panting as she anxiously said, "Be careful. You almost hit someone."The little boy stared at Gilbert. Under the light, the boy's slightly familiar face showed a touch of maturity and seriousness that children of the same age did not have."You…" The little boy pointed at Gilbert, "You play good.""You're rather cheeky, aren't you, little guy?" Davian looked at the boy and said, his hands on his hips. However, the little boy ignored him and kept on staring at Gilbert. "Come play with me," he said."Oh, this is outrageous. Look at you. You're not even tall enough to reach Mr. Kooper's waist, yet you want
'What is Gilbert doing here?' Kisa thought. 'Fate really works in mysterious ways. I can't believe I keep running into this man again and again in such a large country.'Jensen leaned back, his slender hand tapping lightly on the car window, looking like he was thinking about something. "Fate really works in mysterious ways. I can't believe he met Blake," he chuckled after some time."That's your adopted child?" Kisa asked as she glanced over to the little boy. "He looks like he's the same age as Andrew and Ada."Jensen was stunned for a moment. A dark light flashed in his eyes. "Do you know who Andrew and Ada's mother is?" he asked with a smile.Kisa's heart ached at the mention of that. "No, I don't," she shook her head. "But… It must be someone Gilbert loved for her to bear his child.""Do you know who it is?" Kisa looked at Jensen with gentle eyes and asked.Jensen stared at her for a long time before saying, "No, I don't.""Right. How would you know when you were abroad?" K
In a small town in the South, a gentle breeze caressed the cheeks of passersby, creating a pleasant and serene atmosphere. This town, known for its tourism, was adorned with flowers even in its narrow alleys. The surrounding houses were all quaint inns, exuding a poetic and picturesque charm.Beneath an arching bridge, Kisa set up an easel to display and sell her paintings. She had always loved painting since childhood. Although she had not achieved great success in this field, her vivid and evocative paintings were very popular with tourists. She would sell most of her paintings every day.On weekends, Blake would join her at the stall, but today was Wednesday, and she was alone. After arranging her paintings, she had barely sat down when people began to gather around. Some admired her art, while others immediately offered to buy. Her paintings were reasonably priced, which attracted many customers."Miss, I'd like that painting of the snow-covered rose garden at night.""Alright,
In the backyard, Kohen looked at his older brother's calm expression, a hint of worry in his voice. "Bro, are you alright?""I'm fine," Hayes said, adjusting the blanket on his lap. "Tomorrow, take me to meet those medical geniuses you found.""Oh, sure..." Kohen nodded in agreement, but after a moment, he could not help but ask, "Bro, what did that woman say to you that made you change your mind so suddenly?"Hayes gazed at the stars in the sky, his voice cool and distant. "She told me she's doing well, very happy. Then she pointed out how pitiful and miserable I am right now. She asked me if I don't feel envious, knowing how well she is doing compared to me."Kohen grimaced, realizing that the woman had provoked his brother into action.Hayes lowered his eyes, a faint smile on his face. "That's right. How could I not be envious? So, I want to heal my legs, live a good life, and show her that I can do better than her."Kohen felt a pang of sympathy for his brother. From Hayes's
Mentioning Hayes, Eylul's expression became complex. "Hayes is reclusive and doesn't like to see people. Only a single old servant has been taking care of him all these years. I only met him once, back when I married Kohen."Mia's heart ached, recalling the enigmatic yet deeply emotional man. She could not help but feel a lump in her throat. "How's his health?" Mia asked.Eylul replied, "His health is fine, but his legs have remained the same. Kohen has found top orthopedic experts for him and even sought out Kelvin Hoover from Calthon, but he refuses treatment. For so many years, he hasn't even stepped outside the backyard.""You mean he's been living in the backyard all this time?" Jensen asked gravely.Eylul nodded. "Yes, Kohen wanted him to live in the main house, but he refused. He only likes staying in the backyard. Moreover, the room he stays in used to be..." Eylul glanced at Mia. She had heard that Mia used to live in that room.With a complicated expression, Mia pursed h
"Let's forget everything that just happened,' Mia said.Jensen looked up at her. In the moonlight, his eyes were deep and complex, profound and unfathomable.Mia tried to muster a smile. "You don't have to feel burdened. In a way, I forced you. And you must have always disliked me. Actually, I didn't come to you for money; I just wanted to see you. Now that I have, I should go. Jensen, from now on... take care."With that, she walked away, fearing that if she lingered any longer, she would not be able to leave. But after only a few steps, she was embraced from behind.Jensen's voice was low and hoarse. "Stay with me."Mia trembled at his words. Jensen continued. "But I still have so many things to do and someone in my heart I can't let go of. I don't know... when I will be able to give you a satisfactory answer. If you don't want to stay with me without any promises or guarantees, you can—""I'm willing," Mia blurted out, "as long as I can be with you, I don't care about anything
Mia's face changed instantly. " You... you know I like Jensen, why would you...""Heh, if you like Jensen, shouldn't you be willing to do anything for him? If you can't even do this, how can you claim to love him?""I won't do it! Doing this would be betraying Jensen. I would risk my life for him, but I can't do this."Adrien stared at her flushed face and gently chuckled, his words loaded with meaning. "Aren't you feeling all hot and bothered yet?"Mia frowned. Her body was indeed getting hotter and more agitated. 'Why would Adrien ask this? Could it be the drink...?'As the thought crossed her mind, her heart sank. Seeing Adrien's cold expression and the man's playful smile, Mia turned and ran. But before she could take more than a few steps, she was dragged back. Weakened by the drink, her desperate struggles were futile. As the man pressed her down, playing with her like a toy, she closed her eyes in despair. She thought she could never face Jensen again. With a bitter laugh,
Adrien Tanner, Jensen's father, stood before Mia with a warm smile. "My son is truly awkward when it comes to matters of the heart. He's even willing to refuse such a beautiful young woman like you."Mia stared at him, her tears suddenly streaming down her face. "I only wanted to see him, even if it was to face rejection. Wouldn't it better to say it clearly to my face?""Yes, it would." Adrien agreed. "But standing here stubbornly won't help, because he left on a business trip a couple of days ago."Mia's heart ached even more, realizing that Jensen had avoided using the front door just to evade her.Adrien continued. "I have a way to make him come to you willingly, but it depends on whether you're willing to cooperate."Mia nodded. "What do I have to do?"Adrien motioned to his bodyguard, who handed him a glass of wine. "Drink this," he said.Mia furrowed her brow, hesitant.Adrien gently patted her shoulder, like a father would."Don't be afraid. I won't harm you. From the
Filled with guilt, Mia stepped forward, but Kohen suddenly pulled out a handgun and aimed it at her."Get out!"Jensen pulled Mia back. He looked at the cold man before him. It was this man who had taken him in years ago. At that time, Kohen was young, a carefree and privileged young man. Now, he seemed to have grown up all at once, his eyes colder and more distant.Jensen said with a troubled expression, "If you ever need me in the future, don't hesitate to find me."Kohen sneered coldly; pain etched in his brow. He mocked himself. "I never should have taken you in back then. In the end, it was I who harmed my own brother."Jensen pursed his lips, not knowing what to say, only feeling an unbearable pain in his heart. It was the first time he felt he owed someone. That sense of indebtedness suffocated him."Get out, and don't let me see you two ever again."On that night, Jensen and Mia left the McCray family. As a result of Hayes's ordeal, the McCray family underwent tremendous
"What on earth happened?"Jensen did not speak. Mia choked out. "The collaboration between the Burton family and the McCray family was a trap. We were ambushed by the Burton family, and Hayes... he was hit by a car trying to save us.""Damn it!" Kohen cursed under his breath, abruptly pulling a knife from a nearby bodyguard and pointing it at them. "What are your lives worth? Why would my brother save you? Why?"Mia bit her lip, tears streaming down her face. 'It's my fault. I wanted to save Jensen, but I should have gone alone. I shouldn't have dragged Hayes into this. He seemed cold-blooded and heartless, and I never thought that he would risk his life for me. Why was he so good to me?'"Kohen..."Suddenly, a weak cry rang out. Hayes had awakened.Kohen hurriedly moved closer, gripping Hayes's hand. "Bro!"Hayes's face was deathly pale. He did not look at Kohen, but instead turned his gaze to Mia. His eyes were calm. He saw Mia's red-rimmed eyes and the tears lingering there,
Hayes was sent flying by the car, his body crashing into a wall before bouncing back.Mia's entire body felt ice-cold as she trembled, yelling, "Hayes!""Kill them all!" A hoarse, aged voice suddenly rang out from the entrance. It was Curtis. He looked at Kendall's lifeless body on the ground, his eyes filled with rage, shouting, "Run them over! I want them to join my grandson in death!""Ah!" Jensen roared, disregarding the guards' swinging knives, and like a madman, charged at Curtis. Curtis's face changed, desperately pulling a nearby guard in front of him as a shield. But it was useless. Jensen, like a crazed beast, attacked anyone in his path. Soon, his knife was held against Curtis's throat.Curtis trembled all over. "Wh-What do you want?"Jensen, covered in blood with splatters on his face, looked like a demon that had emerged from a battleground. He grabbed Curtis and held him hostage in front of him. "Let us go!""Don't even think about it!" Curtis retorted angrily. "You