"Let them watch," Philip said warmly.The security guard stopped when he saw Philip.Philip walked to the basketball court. The photographer was about to adjust the camera position, so the shooting was paused for a while.Seeing him approaching, Leroy thought the latter wanted to give some suggestions, so he walked toward Philip first."Mr. Scott, is there anything to be improved?" Leroy asked, chuckling.Philip laughed as well, and pointed at the fans at the entrance."Those are your fans. Do you mind if they watch?"Leroy waved to them, and said with a smile, "No. Outsiders shouldn’t be here. I can take photos with them after I finish shooting, though."When Philip returned, he saw Melody running to the entrance and chatting with the girls.Looking at these enthusiastic girls, Melody remembered herself in the past. She smiled.Philip conveyed Leroy's suggestion to the fans."Sir, thank you so much! You’re so handsome and kind!""If you debut, I’ll definitely be your fan!"
The sun was setting, and tall buildings filled the skyline. Within the premises of Alvarez Group, the employees displayed a myriad of expressions, each brimming with anxiety and apprehension.A figure cloaked in black strode into the lobby, emanating an inherent aura of strength that he seemed to exude effortlessly. His piercing eagle eyes projected an icy chill, sending shivers down the spine.Christopher Bolton.In the entire business realm, there wasn't a soul unaware of him or his deeds."I'm sorry, Mr. Bolton, but without an appointment, you can't enter." The receptionist nervously held her ground, though her voice quivered, dutifully attempting to halt his advance.Christopher cast a cold glance her way, indifferent to her words, and continued forward.The receptionist hesitantly called security through the internal line. Moments later, several security guards flooded the lobby, all converging towards him.A faint curve of a cold smile graced Christopher's lips as he til
Philip suppressed the bitterness in his heart and asked considerately, "Mel, do you mind? If you do, we can change to another restaurant." "No need, this one's fine. It's just a meal anyway. It doesn't matter where we eat," Melody replied.The owner scratched the back of his head in confusion as he watched them. Had he misunderstood something?The waiter seated Melody and Philip at a table.The so-called couple's table had champagne roses and candles, with pink tables and chairs, all illuminated by a dim purple light, creating an atmosphere of romantic bubbles.Melody merely glanced briefly, and then withdrew her gaze. For her, as long as there was food, it was fine. Thankfully, she wasn't having this meal with Christopher. Otherwise, she didn't know how he'd tease her again."Mel?" A gentle male voice pulled her thoughts back.Melody looked at Philip, a hint of confusion in her eyes. "What's wrong?"Philip pushed a menu towards her, slightly amused. "Let's order. You seeme
Natasha's lips twitched slightly, her eyes gradually becoming clearer. The hand gripping Christopher's coat tightened slowly, the clear lines of her fair, slender fingers becoming visible.Hearing her soft murmur, Christopher paused and turned to look at her. "What do you remember?""I heard Talia mentioned that... She said..." Natasha recalled a painful memory, closed her eyes briefly, her voice choked. "She said your childhood savior was Melody."This revelation was like a clap of thunder in a clear sky, deafening. Christopher's pupils suddenly contracted, and his black eyes filled with shock."What...did you say?" he murmured softly, urgency flickering in his eyes, as if seeking a certain answer."Talia said that the person who saved you when you were younger was Melody," she repeated. This time, her voice was much calmer and more earnest. "Chris, Melody is your savior, not Talia."Perhaps realizing her mistake, Natasha now addressed Melody with respect.Christopher seemed
Christopher was pushed back a little, and stared blankly at her. The disgust and aloofness on her face were unmistakable. Her words felt like sharp blades piercing into his heart.A sudden, low, and hoarse laughter escaped from his chest.Sure enough, Melody resented him. She wouldn't even admit she once saved him."Mel, do you still remember rescuing a young boy from a fire when you were young?"Stepping forward, he voluntarily sparked her memories."I don't remember. Who remembers childhood things?" she replied coldly, completely unconcerned about what he said.He sighed bitterly in his heart, and continued, "Over a decade ago, a mall caught fire, and you rescued a young boy from the blaze. I told you back then that I’d find you and repay you properly."Seemingly caught up in a painful memory, each word he spoke made his face a few shades paler. He closed his eyes.With every blink, fiery flames surrounded him, and a cacophony of noises filled his ears. Just as he thought t
Natasha gently tugged at Olivia's hand and explained in a low voice, "Mom, calm down. Don't be so biased against Mel. She's Chris's savior." Seeing the lingering watery gloss in Natasha’s eyes, Olivia was convinced that Melody had hurt her.Olivia, filled with indignation, spat with no reservation, "Natasha, your memory hasn't fully recovered yet. How can you speak up for this woman?" Then she looked at Melody, her gaze filled with an intense desire to cut Melody with a few sharp words."Harming my son wasn't enough for you, and now, you want to hurt my daughter? You're a malicious woman! Get out of here!" Olivia screamed.Already at her wit's end with her disgust for Melody, she couldn't care less about upholding her status as a high-society lady and blurted out whatever came to mind.Natasha widened her eyes, and let out a low growl. "Mom, please stop!" Melody watched Olivia, seething with anger, in silence. Her gaze gradually cooled down, and suddenly, she took a step forw
Christopher's jawline tensed as he put away the bracelet. He immediately stood up and headed to the hospital to check the surveillance footage.Upon seeing the footage of Melody fighting someone, Christopher clenched his teeth tightly. He wished he could rush in and tear that man into pieces.The nearby security guard was trembling in fear, not daring to even take a breath.Christopher's temples throbbed visibly, and his eyes turning crimson. He immediately called Isaiah."I don't know the specifics of what happened to Miss Nolan. She called me from the hospital parking lot and said she was attacked. The conversation was cut off by a noise. But she did send me her location earlier," Isaiah's panicked voice came through the receiver.With each word Isaiah spoke, the coldness in Christopher's eyes intensified, his joints turning unnaturally pale from the pressure."Send it to me!"Christopher located the area through the location sent by Melody. It was desolate except for her car.
Melody clenched her teeth and struggled against her restraints, but her limbs were tightly bound.Meanwhile, Christopher was frantically searching for any trace of her. Soon, a call came from Luke."Mr. Bolton, I retrieved the surveillance footage from Peace Street. After those men took Miss Nolan into their car, they changed vehicles midway. However, there's no surveillance beyond the route they took.""Where were they heading?" Christopher's expression was tense."To Sarstite Sea.""Have you found out who took her?" "For now, we haven't. The kidnapper seems to have some connection with Philip..." Luke cautiously spoke, sensing Christopher's anger even through the screen.Philip?Christopher's hawk-like eyes narrowed slightly, flashing a dangerous glint. "Send people over immediately!"Just then, Isaiah's call came in. "Mr. Bolton, have you found Miss Nolan's whereabouts?""We have. She’s been taken to the vicinity of Sarstite Sea," Christopher replied."Philip, Miss Nol