Half an hour later, a car stopped in front of Adela. The backseat window slowly rolled down, revealing Layson’s calm yet unreadable profile, shadowed by the morning sunlight.Before she could approach, a small head popped out excitedly, calling out with a bright voice, "Mommy! I came to play with you!"Adela paused briefly, suddenly aware that she was still standing at the bus stop. Without further hesitation, she slid into the backseat.Ralph eagerly sat between them, looking up at Adela with bright eyes. He sweetly asked, "Mommy, our teacher wants us to write a weekend diary. Do you have time to take me out today?"His hopeful expression reminded her of Herbie when he was younger, bringing a gentle smile to her lips. Softly patting Ralph’s head, she asked warmly, "Where do you want to go?"Ralph’s face instantly lit up. "Anywhere! As long as I'm with Mommy, I’m happy."Adela hesitated. Usually swamped with work, outings weren't common for her. Realizing she hadn't even taken Herbie
Adela stared at Layson in disbelief, murmuring, "How did she fall? Is the baby alright?"Layson gently pulled Adela onto his lap, holding her soft hand comfortingly. "Liam said everything's fine. Luckily, the baby was already full-term, just coming a few days earlier than expected."Adela hesitated, then quietly asked, "Should we go visit now?"Her feelings toward the Walton family were complicated—not quite resentment, but concern for both the mother and child."Going now would just add stress. Let's call later to check in," Layson replied gently.Adela nodded, letting go of her lingering worry.At the hospital, Liam Walton sat anxiously under bright hallway lights, still shaken. Evelyn had suddenly thought of knitting a new hat for the unborn baby, only to trip over a ball of yarn at home. Thankfully, Liam was nearby and quickly called an ambulance; otherwise, the outcome could've been much worse.Calvin Walton and Spencer arrived soon after, their faces filled with anxiety. The ori
Evelyn had been gazing lovingly down at her baby when Adela's gentle request startled her. She quickly lifted her head, eyes wide with surprise and her voice shaking slightly.“Of course you can! Hearing you say that makes me incredibly happy,” Evelyn replied, tears already forming in her eyes.She had never forgiven herself for the mistakes she'd made in the past. Hearing Adela's words today felt like forgiveness for the very first time.Adela, initially nervous, laughed softly at Evelyn’s emotional reaction and sat down beside her. Just as she was about to speak, her eyes caught Liam standing frozen at the doorway, looking utterly stunned.Evelyn laughed openly, teasing him, “Liam, what are you standing there for? You'll scare your daughter!” She turned to Adela with exaggerated annoyance, joking, “Ever since his daughter was born, she’s all he ever talks about. I'm getting jealous!”Though Evelyn and Adela weren't very close, Evelyn had spent the past month mostly alone at home, so
Layson leaned forward and gently pulled Adela into his arms, his eyes calm yet determined. “I’ll handle this. Maybe don’t go to work today. Reporters might be waiting for you everywhere.”If she could, Adela would’ve happily stayed hidden at home, avoiding the chaos. But the autumn product launch was already scheduled, and the new design director was waiting for her designs. She had to go.Even though her face was pale, she shook her head stubbornly. “I need to be at the office.”Layson kissed her softly, whispering, “Are you scared?”Irritated, she lifted her head sharply, glaring at him. “This scandal came out of nowhere! No matter what happens, my work has to go on. I'm going to the office.”Although she spoke bravely, she felt far from confident.Layson’s lips curved into a slight smile, unnoticed by Adela, who was distracted by thoughts of how she'd get to work safely. Just then, her phone buzzed urgently—Cici was calling. Adela's heart raced, and after a deep breath, she answere
"Adela?" The woman standing in front of her stared in disbelief, stumbling over her words. “You—you... what’s going on?”Everyone at the company knew Adela was naturally beautiful. But she never really dressed up. When the girls got together to chat about makeup or clothes, she barely joined in.Other than a bit of foundation and lip tint for formal events, she usually just slapped on some sunscreen and called it a day. Because of that, she was often the topic of tea room gossip. The word they used for her most? Simple.She was pretty, no doubt—but her style was plain and unthreatening. She wasn’t someone that made other women feel competitive.Not like Marah. Marah had maybe a seven-out-of-ten face, but with the right makeup, she could hit a full ten. That’s why so many girls hovered around her—trying to pick up a few beauty hacks. With her talent alone, Marah probably wouldn’t have commanded so much attention.But today, Adela had gone all out with her makeup. And suddenly, it hit e
Adela stayed quiet, still chewing over what Cici had just told her—Layson had actually gone public with their relationship.She knew the guy never did things halfway. When he made a move, it was fast and decisive. But she really didn’t think he’d go so far as to just… blurt it out to the world like that.That morning, before they left the house, he’d looked her in the eyes and promised, “I’ll handle this properly.” Well—guess this was his version of “proper.”She couldn’t even pin down what she was feeling. Angry? Nervous? A little embarrassed? Probably all of it mixed together. But most of all, she just kept thinking: How the hell am I supposed to survive at work now?Her gaze drifted, unfocused, until it landed on Cici’s round, slightly babyish face. With a low voice, she asked, “Do you think I should just quit?”She hadn’t been with the company long, but this place already felt like home. It was her first stop after coming back to New York. She really didn’t want to leave.Cici dug
Layson tossed his phone onto the table, lit another cigarette, and took a deep drag. He wasn’t even a smoker, but today he’d had more than he usually did in a month.Liam Walton raised an eyebrow, watching him with a strange expression. “That sounded like your dad on the phone. What’d he say?”Layson barely moved. His eyes lifted lazily. “He wants me to bring Adela home for dinner tonight.”Liam didn’t even need to meet Richard Norman to know he was a stubborn man. The way this was playing out—Layson had just gone public about his relationship, and now suddenly there was a family dinner? Yeah… this smelled like a trap dinner if he’d ever seen one.“I don’t think Adela should go,” Liam said flatly. “She has no idea what she’s walking into. Your family could crush her, and I’m not about to stand by while my little sister gets humiliated.”“She’s going to meet them eventually. Might as well get it over with,” Layson said coolly, tapping ash into the tray. “Besides, Ralph will be there. H
Adela kept her expression neutral. She’d already known Marah was Layson’s cousin, but she hadn’t realized she actually lived at the Norman family’s old estate. Still, it didn’t bother her much—Layson usually stayed at his apartment anyway.Watching Marah chatting so happily with Richard Norman, Adela didn’t try to join in or interrupt. In Richard’s eyes, that aloofness came off as arrogance.To him, Marah was being warm and friendly, and Adela wasn’t even pretending to appreciate it—not even a polite smile. It ticked him off instantly.He turned to Diana and muttered, just loud enough for the room to catch: “The Norman family’s daughter-in-law needs to be gentle and well-mannered—not someone who expects us to tiptoe around her.”That line caught everyone off guard. But the words “daughter-in-law” had people glancing toward Adela.Just then, Layson walked in from outside, carrying something in his hand. The moment he set it down, he caught the tail end of Richard’s comment. His tone wa
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