After coaxing Evelyn to take her afternoon nap, Liam Walton found himself thinking about Adela. He had been wanting to arrange a meeting between her, his grandfather, and his father for a while now. However, he knew Adela wasn’t ready for such a sudden encounter. She had barely warmed up to him, let alone the rest of the family. Introducing her to the others felt like pushing her too far, too fast.In the study, Mr. Walton Sr. and Spencer Walton sat together, a rare moment of quiet conversation between the two. Both men were reserved by nature, not ones to express their emotions openly. Over the years, this had led to missed opportunities and lingering regrets.“Spencer, it’s time to let go. Your wife has been gone for so long, and I’m not getting any younger. I don’t have many years left. Think more about the children,” Mr. Walton Sr. said, his voice heavy with emotion.“Dad, I know. But my wife has always been my burden. I’ve thought a lot during my time away, and I’ve come to terms
In the sleek, monochrome office, Layson Norman sat in his chair, his brows furrowed. The Norman Group had been swamped with work lately, especially with new international collaborations that required his direct involvement. To keep his mind occupied, he buried himself in his tasks. Just then, Barnes walked in, carrying a stack of documents.“Boss, here’s the latest schedule for the company’s upcoming projects,” Barnes said, placing the files on the desk.Layson took them without looking up, but then something occurred to him. He raised his dark eyes, his expression sharp. “How’s the jewelry exhibition coming along?”“Everything’s ready. The pieces you requested for display have been prepared,” Barnes reported promptly. The Norman Group’s jewelry exhibition was more than just a showcase of exquisite designs—it was a high-society networking event. Attendees weren’t just there to admire the jewelry; they were there to make business deals, forge connections, and even scout potential match
As Barnes walked into the design department, he immediately drew the attention of everyone in the room. Whispers broke out, and curious glances followed his every move. Even though Layson Norman wasn’t present, Barnes’s appearance alone was enough to spark intrigue. People wondered what business he had at Starry Jewelry.Marah, however, kept her eyes fixed on the elevator doors. She had hoped that if Barnes was here, Layson might be nearby as well. But as the minutes passed, there was no sign of him. Marah had recently overheard at the Norman family home that Layson had been hospitalized after fainting. The news had left her anxious, but she hadn’t mustered the courage to check on him.Lately, Marah had been avoiding the Norman household. Not only was Layson rarely there, but Dexter’s presence also made her uncomfortable. She had used work as an excuse to stay at a hotel, distancing herself from the family. Yet, she couldn’t stop herself from caring about Layson, even if she couldn’t
Adela had suddenly become the center of attention at Starry Jewelry. Wherever she went, people would glance her way, their curiosity palpable. Adela hated being in the spotlight, but there was no escaping it. She tried her best to ignore the whispers and stares, pretending they didn’t exist. Finally, the workday ended, and Adela breathed a sigh of relief. She grabbed her bag and stood up, only to find someone standing in front of her.“Do you have a moment? Let’s talk.”Marah stood with her arms crossed, her eyes dark and filled with disdain. Adela was taken aback. She and Marah had never spoken before—they weren’t even on nodding terms. Why would Marah suddenly want to talk to her? Adela could sense the hostility radiating from her.“Us?” Adela asked, unsure.“Yes,” Marah replied firmly before turning and walking away, as if she already knew Adela would follow.Adela hesitated. She wanted to refuse, but before she could say anything, Marah was already gone. Feeling confused, Adela fr
After returning to her room, Marah took a moment to collect herself. She hadn’t been home in days, and the room felt unfamiliar, almost as if it had been neglected. A faint, unpleasant smell lingered in the air, making her wonder if someone had deliberately skipped cleaning her room. She quickly changed into a fresh outfit before stepping out.Richard Norman was usually in his study, and today was no exception. Marah had confirmed this with the housekeeper before heading upstairs. She paused outside the door, took a deep breath, and knocked.“Mr. Norman, it’s me, Marah.”“Oh, Marah! Come in,” Richard’s voice called out.Marah entered with a gentle smile, though her heart was racing. Richard looked up from his desk, momentarily surprised. He had almost forgotten Marah was still part of the household. She hadn’t been around much lately, and no one had really noticed her absence except for the housekeeper, who had mentioned it in passing.“It’s been a while since you were home. Are you d
The grand chandelier above illuminated the entire venue, casting a warm glow over the elegantly dressed guests. They moved through the exhibition, glasses of wine in hand, admiring the meticulously arranged jewelry. Each piece drew a crowd, with people discussing the designs and exchanging opinions, all while subtly networking.Adela stood frozen in front of a necklace, her eyes fixed on the dazzling diamonds. She recognized it instantly. It was a design she had created during her second year in the UK—a piece she had been particularly proud of. At the time, she had lost the sketch and, with it, the chance to bring the design to life. Yet here it was, displayed at the Norman Group’s jewelry exhibition, bearing her initials as the designer.Lost in thought, Adela suddenly felt a small pair of arms wrap around her legs. She looked down to see Ralph grinning up at her. He had been thrilled to come today, knowing he would get to see her.“Mom!” Ralph called out, his voice filled with exci
“Mr. Norman, you’re quite the charmer. Beautiful women are always coming to find you,” someone joked, clearly unaware of Layson’s reputation for not tolerating such remarks. The man immediately fell silent under Layson’s icy glare. Layson didn’t bother to explain or respond. He simply walked away, leaving the group behind.Marah, who had been standing with her head bowed, couldn’t help but smile as Layson walked off. She took it as a sign that he was willing to listen to her and quickly followed him. Layson, however, had no intention of engaging with her. His attention was still focused on Adela, who was now standing a short distance away with Ralph trailing behind her, clearly upset but unwilling to leave her side.“Layson, I heard you fainted and were hospitalized recently. Are you feeling better now?” Marah asked, her voice soft and hesitant. She kept her eyes downcast, too nervous to meet his gaze. But Layson’s attention wasn’t on her. His eyes were still fixed on Adela and Ralph.
Layson carried the sleeping Ralph into the presidential suite of the Hotel. The boy had dozed off on his shoulder, his face still marked with faint tear tracks. Barnes was already waiting at the door and stepped forward as Layson approached.“Mr. Norman, the room is ready,” Barnes said respectfully.“Hmm,” Layson acknowledged with a nod.As he adjusted Ralph in his arms, the boy stirred slightly, his eyes fluttering open. The soft lighting in the suite was gentle on his eyes, and he blinked drowsily.“Awake now?” Layson asked, his voice low and calm.“Dad, Mom doesn’t like me at all,” Ralph mumbled, his voice thick with sleep and lingering sadness.Layson’s expression softened as he carried Ralph to the bed. He carefully removed the boy’s shoes and jacket, tucking him under the covers. “She doesn’t dislike you,” Layson reassured him.“But she doesn’t want anyone to know I’m her child,” Ralph said, his voice trembling.Layson crouched beside the bed, brushing a hand through Ralph’s hai
Adela had been busy for days—trying on gowns, learning to walk the runway, practicing expressions and stage presence. She was basically training like a pro model.Normally, Layson would just drop her off and leave, but today, he happened to run into Liam Walton at the venue. He wasn’t too busy, so he decided to tag along.“Layson, you probably don’t know this yet,” Liam said, grinning. “The gown Adela’s wearing for the runway? It’s from Evelyn’s studio.”That actually surprised Layson.Barnes, ever the well-timed assistant, added, “This show’s a big deal in the jewelry world. Evelyn’s studio collaborating on this is proof of their talent.”Liam had heard tons of compliments before, but coming from Barnes? That hit different—because everyone knew Barnes usually spoke on behalf of Layson.He grinned ear to ear, looking proud as hell, like his wife had just won an Olympic gold. Meanwhile, Layson looked completely uninterested in the bragging. Instead, he walked straight toward Adela’s dr
Barnes stared at Lily, who looked totally off—there was something more going on. He waved for someone to take Marah away, then turned back to Lily and asked calmly, “I don’t believe in coincidences. If someone’s threatening you, just say it. You won’t have to deal with the consequences.”Lily hesitated. For a split second, it looked like she might break. But then she clenched her jaw and took full responsibility.Barnes could see she was dead set on protecting Marah, which only made him more wary of that woman. Marah clearly played this game too well.They handed Lily over to the police for spreading false rumors—and she didn’t say a word the whole time.On the other end of the line, Barnes reported everything to Layson. Layson listened quietly, cigarette between his fingers, brows furrowed slightly when he heard Lily was willing to go to jail for Marah.After a long silence, he finally said, “Have someone follow Marah. Don’t alert her.”Out on the balcony, the tip of his cigarette gl
Adela took a deep breath, trying to steady her voice. “Richard was right there when it happened. How could that photo be real? Someone’s clearly trying to frame me.”Gina looked like she wasn’t totally buying it. She leaned in closer to the phone screen and squinted. “Huh... actually, now that you mention it, if you zoom in, you can see a hospital bed between you two.”Her tone was a weird mix—was she more disappointed or entertained? Even Adela couldn’t tell.Gina scrolled casually through her feed and laughed. “Honestly, I thought if even someone like Mr. Norman gets cheated on, that’s just tragic.”Adela rubbed her forehead and immediately called Layson. He picked up almost instantly.“Layson... something’s happened.”Her tone was exasperated but still held a trace of something softer—maybe even a bit of helpless affection. Gina, watching from the side, sighed. That should’ve been me.Layson got there fast. He didn’t waste any time on small talk. He walked in calm and composed, voi
The whole incident with Richard’s car accident had been quietly handled by Layson. After all, the Norman Group was a publicly traded company. Richard might not have been in charge, but he was still a shareholder.Any news about his health could shake the stock price. Suppressing it was his own idea too.Layson’s own gossip, though? That wouldn’t touch the market. That’s why, no matter how much Richard disliked Adela, he never seriously made things hard for her.In his eyes, it was just his son’s personal drama. As long as it didn’t mess with the stock, it was nothing serious.Publicly announcing a girlfriend? That was a private family issue—nothing to do with the company.The middle-aged man Layson had greeted earlier—Jason—chuckled when he heard that explanation, then turned his gaze to Adela and patted Layson on the shoulder.“Man, ever since you popped up on TV a couple weeks back, all the young ladies have been crying their eyes out.”Jason had made his fortune overseas years ago
Marah sat at the edge of the bed, watching Lily’s unconscious face with a smile that never quite reached her eyes.She slowly spread out her fingers, admiring her freshly manicured nails, and murmured to herself, “You once said I go to great lengths for little gain... But tell me, doesn’t this look like a fine result? You’re lying right here, exactly where I wanted you.”The sun dipped low in the sky, painting the room in shadows. The light dimmed into dusk. Just then, her phone buzzed from inside her handbag—it was a call from Bard.Marah blinked as if waking from a trance, quickly drew the heavy curtains tight to ensure no light leaked in. She checked Lily’s breathing, then pulled out a small vial of incense and placed it by the bed.Only after making sure Lily wouldn’t wake soon did she return Bard’s call.He had the candlelit dinner ready and was waiting downstairs.Marah left the top-floor presidential suite and made her way to the second-floor private dining room. Bard stood the
It was just past ten in the evening when Layson returned to the apartment from the Norman estate.The moment he stepped through the door, the warm glow of the soft lighting melted some of the cold edges from his heart. On the sofa, Adela was video-chatting with Herbie on her phone.Months of rehab had done wonders for the little girl. Her once pale and fragile face now carried a healthy glow. Though the process was tough, Herbie had inherited Adela’s unyielding resilience. Every call home, she masked her pain with joy. If it weren’t for the nurse Layson had hired to stay with her, they would never have known how often Herbie cried into her pillow at night.When Adela found out, it had broken her. She was determined to keep Herbie hopeful. Every phone call was filled with encouragement, silly stories, and laughter. Herbie always hung up smiling.As soon as Layson sat down, Herbie spotted him through the screen and grinned. “Layson! You came to see my sister!”She didn’t yet know that t
Lily scrambled to recall the design’s theme, her mind spinning. Then she remembered what Layson had said—the diamond element was meant to represent him.Seizing on the connection, she confidently redefined the entire piece: the design symbolized love.Now that she had calmed down, her thoughts were more structured. She had decent analytical skills—she wouldn’t have made it into Starry Jewelry otherwise.Carlton listened without interruption, his face unreadable. When Lily finally finished, he shifted his gaze toward Marah, his expression now laced with unmistakable disappointment.Marah frowned slightly, sensing something was off. Carlton’s silent disapproval began to fill her with unease.The air in the conference room turned heavy and suffocating. Carlton tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table before turning to Adela.“When you created this design,” he asked, “what was its true meaning?”The color drained from Lily’s face. Her hands began to tremble.It was clear now—no matter
Adela had reached the edge of fury—but oddly enough, that brought her calm.She inhaled deeply, casting a cold glance at Marah before turning to face Carlton, her expression once again unreadable, as steady as still water.“Director,” she said calmly, “this design is indeed mine. I can explain every single line, every embedded meaning. Both my home desktop and laptop have versions of this design—the concept sketches, early drafts, and every single revision saved across different files.”After finishing, she no longer looked at Carlton. Instead, she turned to Lily, her gaze sharp and unwavering. “Tell me, Lily—how many revision records do you have on your computer? Don’t tell me this design came to you in one perfect draft.”Her words were laced with sarcasm, and the cold gleam in her eyes bore straight into Lily’s now-tense expression.Even master jewelers wouldn’t dare claim a design came to them fully formed. Adela knew Lily had copied her work. At best, Lily might have tweaked a fe
The day before the final deadline for submitting design entries had arrived.Adela informed Richard that she needed to leave early for the competition. For the first time in days, he actually glanced at her directly.“You’re participating in that contest?” he scoffed. “Marah told me it’s only for top-tier designers. Do you really think you’re at that level?”Dexter, who was standing nearby, couldn’t take it anymore and was about to jump in, but Adela quickly spoke up before things escalated.“Anyone can register for the competition,” she said calmly. “It’s about growing and pushing yourself. Winning isn’t the only point.”Richard sneered but didn’t press further. “Fine. Go on then. At least I won’t have to deal with you hovering around me all day. Must be a relief for you, huh?”Adela clenched her jaw but didn’t rise to the bait. She gave him a slight nod and walked out of the hospital with her laptop, determined not to let his bitterness affect her any longer.Just as she exited the