Natalie was aware of the urgency of the situation. She nodded and began to formulate a plan in her mind, considering how to approach Jacob for help.The hall was now empty, save for Jeffrey. He sat on the floor, feeling lost and dejected.Though he wasn't young anymore, he had maintained his exercise regimen over the years and, except for social events, rarely indulged in smoking or drinking. He was good-looking, even in his fifties.With one hand on the ground, Jeffrey struggled to rise. His steps were unsteady. He leaned on the staircase railing as he slowly made his way up to the top. He retrieved a key to open a door.His hands trembled as he unlocked the door.The room was covered in dust. With each step, dust fell around him, and he began to cough from the airborne particles.He had avoided opening the door for years, fearing what he might find. The room had been Heather's true sanctuary.He had loved her deeply, and the room was designed specifically for Heather. It conta
The notes weren't written in Heather's diary. They were in a collection of scattered work logs she had kept over the years. Jeffrey couldn't bring himself to do anything more than make a copy of them.At first, he thought that "Jay" was referring to him.But when he read the line, "Dying for love is noble, but I'd live for you," it hit him all at once. He had been fooling himself all along. Heather had never loved him. Her heart had long since been claimed by someone else.She had chosen him only because he resembled that man—because his name was similar to his. He was nothing more than a replacement for Heather.Was Heather selfish? Yes, she was. She was selfish in a way that she couldn't spare even the smallest piece of her love for him. She reserved them all for another man.That man's name was Jay.Jeffrey had deluded himself into believing that Heather would stay with him because he looked like him. He grew more obsessed with his appearance and body. He wasn't the man Heat
Liesel still felt unsettled after leaving the Sharp residence. It felt as though a belief she had held onto for so long had just been completely shattered.She had despised Jeffrey for so long because of Heather's actions, but now she was being told that Jeffrey was the true victim of their relationship. It was absurd."Is she really still alive?" Liesel asked almost to herself.Elijah's gaze darkened, and after a brief pause, he spoke, "Lili, do you know why she started researching holograms? Why, all those years ago, after just attending a lecture, she became obsessed with it?"She wondered if it was just because Heather saw the immense potential of holography and its benefits, or if there was something else."If Jeffrey isn't lying, then Ms. Mallone might have studied holography to connect with her lover in another world. But think about it—if Heather truly longed for love all her life, and after finally perfecting holography, she could link her mind to see the person she yearn
Surrounding the villa was a cluster of buildings styled in the aesthetic of ancient Draskia architecture, evoking an air of timeless grace. Inside the villa's high-tech lab was a woman lying inside a holographic pod. Her striking beauty was undiminished despite the faint lines etched on her face. She possessed the unique allure of a goddess. Suddenly, the machine emitted a sharp noise. Her body jerked as an electric surge coursed through her, yanking her abruptly from the holographic world back into reality. Her eyes flew open, and she gasped. The woman's face bore an uncanny resemblance to Liesel's, yet it was filled with sorrow. While Liesel's beauty was dynamic and sharp-edged, hers was more serene. The woman hidden away on said remote island was Heather, the elusive woman everyone had been searching for."Ms. Mallone, you've failed again."Heather lifted her gaze and gave him a gentle nod. She climbed out of the chamber and reached for a towel to dab the cold sweat from
"Is he still not awake?" the guard asked. Heather lowered her gaze."No. His body has recovered significantly. However, the explosion from that research project caused severe damage to his physiological systems. Add to that the infighting within his family, which delayed his treatment, and we missed the critical window for recovery."Now, we can only rely on neural stimulation to try and wake him up." Her voice was calm, but her excitement betrayed it. She was waiting for him to return. After glancing at the time, the guard left. Once the door clicked shut, Heather pressed a hidden button, revealing a concealed passageway. She followed it to its end, stepping into a pristine, all-white room. Though it resembled a hospital ward, it was more like a private sanctuary. In the center lay a man, motionless. An IV drip delivered nutrients to his frail body. "Jay, I'm back. The neural interface responded more today. Maybe you can sense me now, just a little more."Heather smi
Heather had finally done it. Jeffrey loved her so much that he lost all sense of reason. Even knowing she was dragging his name through the mud, he accepted it without question. The world called him a scumbag, vile, a man who abandoned his family for a mistress—he bore it all. In the end, Heather got what she wanted and escaped to another country. She went to a secluded island with Jason. Jason's condition was dire and his chances of waking were slim, but Heather was relentless. When she first started researching holograms, it was a death wish—to die in the holographic world alongside Jason. But things were different now. Jason was alive, and she had to keep going. The goal of her work shifted: she wanted to develop holographic technology capable of stimulating his brain to bring him back to consciousness. As long as Jason was there, she had a reason to live. She manipulated the Turner family, Jeffrey, and even Liesel—but never Jason. Jason was the only person she couldn't
"Who do you think I'm relying on?" Liesel's voice carried a faint trace of mockery. "Were you hoping to intimidate me by bringing up Jacob?" Zack chuckled awkwardly. He was taking pleasure in her misfortune. "Ms. Sharp, isn't Mr. Ford your protector?" He was baiting her. Liesel found it funny. She had been feeling down these past few days, and Elijah had spent time by her side. That brief lull had allowed someone like Zack to seize what he thought was an advantage. But she wondered if Jacob had ever been her "protector." In other words, when had Jacob ever truly stood behind her and defended her? Never. The smirk on Liesel's face deepened. Satisfied with her silence, Zack quipped, "Ms. Sharp, you came from a poor background. Frankly, you're lucky you've even landed a job at Ford Corporation. But now, Mr. Ford has sided with Jeffrey and the rest of us. If you're smart, you'll know where to stand." Poor background, and lucky to be here; every word hit Liesel like
"One could be minding their business, walking down the street, and a falling stone or steel beam can come out of nowhere and end their lives," Liesel said. "Natural disasters, accidents—these things are beyond anyone's control. Jacob isn't a god, after all, is he?" She hadn't outright said anything would happen to them, but every word carried the weight of an ominous certainty. Zack felt a chill creep through his body. "You're lying! You're just trying to scare me! You're nothing more than a manager at Ford Corporation! How could you possibly stand against Mr. Ford? He said he'd protect me, and he will!" Liesel crossed her arms as a chuckle escaped her lips. "If you're so confident in Jacob's influence, then surely you've also heard of my fiancé, Elijah." The name hit Zack like a ton of bricks. His face drained of color, and his lips quivered as terror flickered in his wide eyes. Liesel raised her eyebrows slightly, then took a step back. Zack dropped to his knees. Te
Brandon didn't respond right away. Fred continued, "No one taught your mother and sister how to act appropriately in society. Mr. Ford is spending his precious time teaching them what to do and what not to do. Thus, they will have to suffer a bit for this."Mr. Zima, if you really want to help them, then just give your parents the bare minimum financial aid from time to time. As for your sister… you have no obligation to provide for her. Do you understand where I'm coming from?"Brandon couldn't accept it. "My sister's reputation in the industry isn't great right now. If I don't help her, then she really won't be able to survive. Mr. Ford is also an older brother. He should understand what I'm going through."Jacob loved Ophelia, and Brandon also naturally loved Yvonne. It was because of this that he wanted to try getting forgiveness from Ophelia.Fred raised his voice. "Ms. Ford is very warm and never treats people haughtily. She has never used her family background to bully oth
With a serious expression, Brandon rattled on about the various compensations for Ophelia. Fred nearly couldn't keep his facial expression under control.It seemed like everyone already knew that Ophelia was a huge fan of Chelsea's. It couldn't have been easy to think of such a compensation.The elevator arrived on the top floor, but Jacob still hadn't given his response. Therefore, Brandon hurried into his office behind Jacob and Fred. Finally, Jacob looked at him. "There is some sincerity to it."Firstly, a public apology to Ophelia on his company's Twitter account would clear her name. Secondly, the shares would be considered as financial compensation for the mental distress caused.The third form of compensation was the key point that convinced Jacob to look up. He thought that it was too difficult for Ophelia to fight for concert tickets and produce fan merchandise herself. Now that there was someone readily available to do it, Ophelia wouldn't have to work so hard.This pers
Jacob could really be heinous.Who wanted to listen to Veronica's blabbering?Most people thought that Tobey was sly, cold, and heartless. However, they didn't know that Jacob was the one who was truly wicked.In his youth, he had once been kidnapped because one of the medicines that the Ford family manufactured had threatened to undermine the profits of others. During that time, he'd suffered through endless torment.When he was rescued, his personality had turned ruthless.Although he could be monstrous, he placed great importance on his family and friends. And, Ophelia was his beloved little sister.How could he let Yvonne off the hook for scheming against Ophelia? He had to teach Yvonne that the world could be a harsh place.Not only was Yvonne stupid, but she was also very unfortunate.At first, Jacob could still tolerate how Yvonne had used Ophelia. He had just planned to give her a small taste of her medicine and stop there. However, Veronica had decided on her own accor
Vincent's expression turned cold. He wanted to kick her out of the house, but suddenly, Jacob's cold voice sounded from afar."Since our family is powerful and influential, why should we swallow our anger and surfer in silence?"Jacob had left a document at home, but because his assistant, Fred Foreman, didn't know where it was kept, he had to come home himself to get it. Unexpectedly, he overheard Veronica's haughty words when he returned.Well, a woman who was only pretending to be wealthy in a remote place was now acting superior in his home. Who would allow that to happen?All these years, Veronica had never been defied by someone younger than her before. Because she was much older, she considered herself superior. She didn't care if one was the heir to the family or the eldest son of the main family. At that moment, Jacob's words had made her rage boil over."Look! Look at the children that the Ford family has produced!"Jacob raised an eyebrow. He massaged the spot betwee
Edward chuckled quietly in her ear. "Where do you want to go tomorrow, Ophelia? Should I take you on an overseas getaway? Or perhaps, we could take a stroll nearby and watch a movie.""I can't go overseas; I'm not on break yet. Let's go watch a movie," Ophelia replied. "I've only watched a movie with you as my brother. This time, I want to try watching a movie with you as my boyfriend."Although Edward was still the same person, his identity had changed.She could now touch Edward openly. She could hold his hand, hug him, and kiss him.It was… really great."Alright, get some rest today. I'll come pick you up tomorrow," Edward said.Ophelia nodded and walked him to the door. As soon as she shut the door, she pressed her hand to her chest, feeling her heart thudding rapidly from the kiss earlier.She hopped into bed and rolled from side to side.After Edward got into his car, he finally let out a loud laugh. He pressed his fingers to his lips, reminiscing about the aftertaste sh
As their tongues intertwined, Edward could taste a sweet and sour flavor on Ophelia's tongue. It tasted like she just had a piece of strawberry candy that made her entire mouth taste sweet.Even her breath smelled like this refreshing and saccharine fruity scent. It was as if she was enticing him to take a bite of her and swallow her.The more they kissed, the more forceful Edward got. The air around them felt syrupy and intimate."Are you sure you really have never dated before? Am I really your first? If I am… then why are you so good at kissing?" she asked like it was an interrogation.She didn't know how to kiss and was very inexperienced. However, Edward had practically conquered her. He kissed her until her knees went weak.At the thought of Edward doing this to another woman, her chest began to ache terribly.Edward played with her hair, which had become messy from the kissing. "Like I said, you're all I dream about. I don't even know how many times I've kissed you in my d
"How would you know that I also didn't have the same kind of thoughts when you secretly kissed me all those years ago?"You said that I was born in a tall tower, but I didn't get to choose my background. Meanwhile, you have climbed your way up to where I am to be with me."In ancient times, we would have been innocent and carefree childhood sweethearts. We would've been considered a match made in heaven."Edward, what I'm saying is the truth." Ophelia said each word solemnly. She stared unblinkingly at Edward as she spoke. "While you were struggling with these emotions, who said I was not struggling too?"However, I just couldn't forget you. I couldn't accept a future without you. What I wanted was to have you by my side. I wish you were my lover, and I want to be with you, Edward Ford."Her response was firm and resolute. It echoed with conviction.At the same time, she seemed to be giving her answer to the Edward who had been hiding his feelings in fear and panic for many y
"If you're ever unhappy, you can come find me anytime. I'll always be here for you."This was Edward's promise.These were the moments when Ophelia had seen Edward smoking. Each time, it seemed to have something to do with her.She recalled the past. The way Edward always looked at her became even clearer in her mind. Back then, she might not have understood the struggle and yearning in his eyes.But now, she thought she understood.Her mind was filled with too many thoughts, and their embrace had lasted far too long.She wanted to push him away, but at that moment, he suddenly whispered in her ear, "Your first kiss wasn't him. It was me."What?Ophelia was stunned. She even thought that she'd heard wrong.When had she ever kissed Edward? How come she never knew about it?She pushed him away. Her doe eyes widened."You're lying. E-except just now, we've never kissed before!""The night before I left the country, you held onto my shirt and refused to let me leave. After you
Ophelia still remembered the melancholy and confusion that she'd seen in Edward's eyes. He had looked like a young boy who couldn't find his way home.The moment Edward saw her, he stubbed out his cigarette. Holding her hand, he led the bleary-eyed Ophelia back to the bedroom.Worried that she'd catch a cold from the freezing winds, he made her a cup of hot chamomile tea. She didn't like the taste, so he had to try his hardest to coax her into drinking it.Upset, she said to him accusingly, "Edward, I feel I'm turning into a chamomile plant."Edward laughed.He was handsome. Even when he laughed, he looked attractive. Amusement bloomed on his charming and elegant face.She complimented him dazedly, "Edward, you're really good-looking."Even though she was still mad that she'd been coaxed into drinking a whole mug of chamomile tea, she still found herself lost in his handsomeness. Edward's eyes were curved from his broad grin, and he reached out to rub her head."You're very goo