"This is mine; take it." The girl gave Demi Moore an envelope; this is what she deserved.Demi Moore received the envelope and bowed low to the girl because she couldn't talk and could only thank her in this way. Without this part of the job, I don't know how she died now, let alone now she has to take care of Ace.So, she needed this job very much needed."No need to say thank you." The girl casually waved her hand, clearly understanding this action of Demi Moore."Demi."Suddenly her voice became grave; the intonation seemed to have some serious parts."Demi, listen to what I have to say." The girl who called herself "Jinx" patted Demi Moore's body, which was much thinner than before; this girl, until now, still refuses to talk about her story, but she is. It was obvious that something severe had happened to Demi Moore.She still vividly remembers that day; this girl's godless eyes were gloomy and lightless, as if she had just lost the whole world. Although it's a little better now,
Yes, they divorced, but Demi Moore is still yours; you won't allow her to betray you. You wanted to let go, but this resentment is slowly accumulating in your heart, drop by drop, unable to be erased...You stared at Demi Moore fiercely, your lips curling up."I want to buy this set."After speaking in a cold tone, your Ace-like aura was not angry but rather imposing, as if being followed by a cold wind, making people shudder."But..." The salesgirl hesitated and glanced at Demi Moore. This outfit was what she had tried on; although she hadn't said she wanted to buy it, her actions had shown her intentions. But this man was furious, and there was only one set of this model; she didn't know how to handle it.Tom Hulce took out his credit card and threw it over, not even asking about the price. He wanted to buy this set, and nothing else mattered. This was the gift she intended to buy for that man, right? Well, he would make sure she couldn't believe it."Pack this outfit for me," he sa
Mary Wickes hurriedly chased after him, the first time she had seen their hearts so distant, all seemingly because of that girl's appearance...Demi Moore bought a lot of food, carrying big and small bags, but someone pushed it open from the inside before she could reach the doorknob. Then, a pair of hands replaced her and took everything from her."Ace..."Her gaze lifted, and the weight on her hands completely vanished, a feeling of true comfort."You're very clever, aren't you?" Ace raised the food in his hands, his eyes flickering brightly.Clever? Demi Moore didn't understand, looking at him."Demi, you silly girl!" Ace walked in, his beautiful lips curving up like a child's. "I heard Demi's footsteps, so I knew Demi had returned." He turned around, pointing at his face. "Demi, did you think I'm clever?"Demi Moore chuckled softly. Clever, indeed, she was brilliant. She praised him silently, causing Ace to curve his lips with satisfaction. Of course, he was brilliant, to begin wi
But as he reached out, it seemed he couldn't grasp anything.He aimlessly wanted to hold onto something until he could firmly grasp something warm, he felt a little more grounded, and his breathing became stable again. Opening his eyes, a drop of cold sweat rolled down his forehead. He looked out the window and saw that the sunlight had advanced significantly, and the curtains had been drawn. He woke up a bit late today.Clasping his hand tightly, he discovered that he was holding a small needle, and he also noticed Demi Moore's intense gaze directed at him."I was dreaming, huh..." He suddenly smiled, feeling a bit embarrassed. Demi Moore nodded gently, lightly patting the back of Ace's hand. Ace sat up, still holding onto her hand tightly as if she were his lifeline. The dream felt real; did it contain something about the lost memories?He wanted to know, but he was afraid to find out."What did you dream about?" Demi Moore wrote in the palm of his hand. Looking straight into his ey
She narrowed her eyes with a hint of bitterness, tilting her head upwards, wanting the wind to dry the moisture in the air. She had to stay strong!Meanwhile, Ace's expression grew increasingly gloomy, gradually losing its brightness in his eyes. If there was a mirror here, he could see that he and the man in his dream were strikingly similar, with eyes that were elevated and solely focused on himself.But the people around had no idea they had turned a simple man into someone cold and ruthless. The dormant demon within him had begun to mature, slowly manifesting inexplicably, replacing the man named Ace."Hey, does anyone here know anything?" Another voice transmitted, seemingly aware of some hot information. Living in this neighborhood, boredom led to gossip. Suddenly, a single woman appeared in the man's house, an extraordinary mixed-race individual naturally attracting attention.Demi Moore didn't know that others had observed her and Ace for a long time."What do you not know?" E
"No, there isn't." Ace blinked his eyes lightly. "I'm just afraid of Demi getting angry." It took him half a day to utter a few words. If he hadn't lost his composure, Demi wouldn't have had to apologize to that person and wouldn't have been bullied by them. So, it was all his fault.Demi Moore stopped and looked thoughtfully at Ace's somewhat absent-minded face, a warm glimmer in her eyes."That's not Ace's fault," Demi Moore wrote on his hand. "Demi can't speak, she didn't say anything wrong, and Demi will never get angry at Ace.""Is that so? Then let's pinky promise on it; lying means we have to be puppies." Only now did Ace relax and smile, waving his little finger before her.Demi Moore hesitated momentarily at his childlike gesture, reluctantly responding by extending her hand. Their fingers intertwined; could it be considered a lifelong promise?A gentle breeze occasionally blew by as they continued walking hand in hand. They weren't lovers; for someone whose mind wasn't entir
"A..." He only smiled, the scar on his face twisted, emitting a more sinister aura. "Little mute, you are a beggar." He mockingly glanced at the handful of loose change in her hand. A mute girl with an idiot, anyone with half a brain could tell they were destitute, especially when looking at the pair of worn-out jeans she wore with frayed hems. Did they have money? Only a fool would believe that.Demi Moore tightened her grip on her hand, feeling more anxious. He didn't want money, so what did he want?The man said nothing, just stared at them, silently contemplating. The cold, malicious gaze in the fool's eyes was not wrong.The scarred man grew somewhat bored after a while. It was indeed beneath him to deal with a pair like them, but he had no choice.Slowly, he drew out a wooden staff about 30 cm long. Usually, when he "educated" others, he used an iron rod. Today, he was being entirely merciful with them already, or else that fool would become even more foolish later. As for Demi M
A resounding thud and the wooden staff in the hands of the other man finally struck down, causing his instinctive body to step back. Until now, he had never encountered such a gaze. It was terrifying, almost unintentionally cold and ruthless.Ace stood up, but a small, icy hand tightly gripped his hand, devoid of warmth, chilling his heart. "Ace, there's no need..." Demi Moore pursed her lips, silently pleading. The name "Ace" just now seemed like an illusion to him. He had never heard an incredible voice, but perhaps he would never listen to it again.Ace clenched his lips tightly, his eyes fixed straight on the man, but in the end, he immediately sat back down, embracing Demi Moore tightly. Drops of blood from her mouth stained his clothes, the clothes she had worn solemnly to honor him, his favorite clothes."Why fear? There's nothing to fear." The scarred man tilted his head, spitting out a wad of phlegm, accomplishing his purpose. They could leave now. He walked toward the man wh
A few days later, he would send her back to Tom Hulce and give a significant gift to the Grayson Corporation that would make them remember forever!...At night, Youdu turned around, wondering how many times. He opened his eyes wide, looking at the empty crib beside him, feeling a deep emptiness in his heart.He couldn't deny that he was sleepless. Though brief, the few days with Lulu here, she had changed everything once she was gone. He missed her laughter, her silly gestures when she wanted to be carried.Sitting up and turning on the bedside lamp, he didn't even know what he wanted to do.It wasn't until the knocking sound, "Knock, knock, knock," reached his ears that he glanced at the clock. It was already two in the morning. Who could it be, coming to find him at this hour? Could it be that annoying Fred again?He got out of bed, his already sombre face growing even darker. Opening the door, before he could see who had arrived, something warm was thrust into his arms.This... wa
However, before he could enjoy his moment, the baby suddenly woke up and looked at him with wide eyes before bursting into loud cries. Fred was taken aback and wondered if he had been too rough with the baby earlier."Shh, don't cry, don't cry!" Fred awkwardly tried to console the baby, but his efforts seemed to have no effect.Demi Moore closed her eyes inside the castle as she sat on an old chair, relishing in the rare moment of tranquillity."Kimmy, how have you been lately?" Since returning, Demi had wanted to see Kimmy again, partly out of nostalgia and concern for the naive girl. But now, it seemed that her worries were unfounded. Kimmy had been promoted to oversee several others, and she seemed more mature and content with her life."Madam, I've been doing well..." Kimmy shyly glanced at her toes, still not accustomed to such distant forms of address."Kimmy, you can continue calling me Demi; it's okay." Demi Moore opened her eyes and smiled at her, reassuring her."I... I will
"You think your plan is so clever, don't you? Get me in bed with Mary Wickes, and it's all over? Well, let me tell you, don't even think about it!" What if he tells Demi? Will he deny it again like he did before? But if Arthur were to show Demi some evidence, it would only prove his despicable nature. Hmph!"She has already seen it." When Tom Hulce was harbouring a glimmer of hope, Arthur coldly extinguished it. Time seemed to stand still for a second, and no one spoke. The widening eyes of Tom Hulce revealed the extent of his panic."Arthur R. HIK!" Tom Hulce shouted madly, "You wretched person, I want to kill you!"For over twenty years, Tom Hulce had never felt such unease and anger grow so intensely. How dare he? How could he let Demi see him in bed with Mary Wickes again? Hasn't she suffered enough? What does he want? Does he like to erase Demi from his world?Tom Hulce lost control and lunged forward, delivering a decisive blow to the left side of Arthur R. HIK's face. A trickle
"Must be because I slept too much," Arthur suddenly burst into laughter, teasing her a little."Perhaps," Demi Moore replied, half-jokingly. This feeling was extraordinary. She wasn't sure anymore, feeling uncomfortable, dry, as if she had talked too much.Has she talked too much? Thinking about it made her laugh bitterly. How could a mute person still be able to speak? Maybe she was dreaming?Leaning her head on Arthur's shoulder, suddenly, she felt a darkness creeping into her heart, a sense of disappointment. It might be an illusion, but a second ago, she truly believed she could speak, kiss him, smile, and say, "Good morning."She wanted to, truly wanted to do that....Arthur sat on the sofa, looking a bit concerned towards the bedroom. Demi Moore was still inside. She had woken up for a while, but ultimately, she was still too tired and couldn't help but lean back for a moment. Youdu said this was a side effect of hypnosis and nothing to worry about. The most important thing to
"Boss, we're being followed," Fred calmly said, not knowing when he had been standing behind Arthur."I know," Arthur nodded slightly. He had noticed this since the first day they moved here. Tom Hulce did not easily give up, but if he could think of it, how could Arthur not?"How is he over there?" Arthur opened his mouth, his voice devoid of emotion."He seems impatient like he's preparing to take action," Fred looked out through his gaze, his lips curling up slightly with a hint of teasing."Welcome," Arthur chuckled coldly. He wasn't afraid of him coming but somewhat worried that he wouldn't. The matter between them would eventually require a confrontation."Master." Amid the tense atmosphere, Youdu suddenly called out to Arthur. He had thought of this method from the beginning but hesitated to speak because he was afraid that Arthur would disagree. But after thinking it over, perhaps there was only this one way."Have you figured it out?" Arthur turned to look at Youdu, his eyebr
In a highly luxurious restaurant, a girl was resting her chin on her hand, looking at the man in front of her with confusion. He was elegantly eating steak, but he was focused on his meal and didn't say a word to her from the beginning. He didn't mention anything about wanting to collaborate with her, so could it be that collaboration here meant just sitting and looking?She continued to stare at him intently, unable to remain silent. This man was truly handsome. A few days ago, when she received his phone call, she had hoped he had intentions towards her. But now it seemed that things were not as she had imagined."If you don't eat, you won't have the energy to work," he said.The man raised his head, calmly looking at her."Mr. Hulce, what exactly did you call me here for?" The girl occasionally turned her head to look around, feeling uncomfortable sitting there. This man was overly reserved. If it wasn't about having a romantic interest in her, then it might not be good that he sou
Arthur took a deep breath, about to say something, when he saw Demi Moore coming out of the kitchen."Are you tired? You don't need to do anything later. I'll have someone bring the food." Arthur stared at Demi Moore's slightly flushed face, hesitating between speaking and exchanging a disdainful glance with someone.Demi Moore smiled and shook her head. She was feeling much better now. If she continued lying in bed without doing anything, she felt like she would rust away. Besides, looking at their expressions, it was clear that they were starving but still trying to act tough. It was really...After placing two dishes on the table, Demi Moore returned to the kitchen to get a few more items."Fred, Youdu, can you please not eat like hungry demons?" Arthur looked at the almost empty plate he had just brought out, his blue veins popping up. Fortunately, he had quickly set aside some for Demi. Otherwise... Hmph, looking at the two voraciously eating opposite him made him feel irritated
"You can kick the blanket freely; it's new and won't tear." Suddenly, a humorous voice came from behind, startling Demi Moore as she turned around, not expecting it to be Youdu."How are you feeling now? Are you okay?" Youdu sat down on the chair next to the bed, glancing briefly at Demi Moore's teary eyes, feeling a sigh escape his lips. This girl had just cried; why did she have to torment herself like this?"It's somewhat better than before." Demi Moore nodded, unconsciously loosening her grip. She had nothing to hide in front of this young man because he had greatly helped her and her mother. Apart from Kimmy, Youdu was the person she trusted the most."Do you want to sit up and talk to me for a while?" After a long silence, Youdu finally decided to take the initiative. Ms. Moore was kind-hearted, and he believed he knew how to soften her heart. He wouldn't resort to this last resort if there were still any other options left.Demi Moore glanced at him with a hint of thought, seem
"Ace?" Demi Moore hesitated, slightly squinting her eyes, feeling that something was still inaccurate. He was still wearing the same clothes, unchanged, and the house was warm and filled with familiar items, but her heart felt inexplicably empty.Something was missing, something that seemed very important to her."Yes, it's me, your Ace." Arthur hugged Demi Moore tightly, smiling without end.Demi Moore slowly reached out and embraced him around the neck, just like before. The warmth from his body made her feel safe, and she even caught a faint scent of mint. However, when his hand accidentally touched her belly, she realized it was flat.Flat?With a gasp, her heart felt like it was being violently torn apart. Memories flooded back, causing her unbearable pain. It turned out that everything wasn't a dream; her child was gone entirely."A..." She screamed silently, pushing the man in front of her away. How could she forget? Whether it was unintentional or deliberate, she couldn't forg