"Hey, ladies, interested in joining us?" A young man interrupted right as Lena was about to speak, extending an invitation to their table.
Diya’s mood dropped instantly as their conversation was cut short. She shot him a look, and the guy's smile froze. He quickly backpedaled, “Haha, sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt.”Feeling a bit deflated, he scratched his head and returned to his seat.“I warned you, didn’t I? The girl on the right is not to be messed with,” Alaric teased.“No, it was the one on the left,” Argo said, still a bit rattled. “She shot me such a fierce look that I didn't dare say another word. I must’ve interrupted something important… they were talking about virtual currency or something. But seriously, the one on the right is gorgeous—those eyes!”Alaric’s gaze froze, lingering on the swaying figure a short distance away.The other guys, curious, asked, “Hey, is she really that pretty? So, who do you think is pretA sudden chill settled deep within her heart. Despite the sumptuous breakfast laid before her, she had little appetite. Just two days ago, she'd invested five million in cryptocurrency.She opened her phone and saw message after message from her parents, urging her to send them the rest of the money. Since this was her first attempt, she didn’t want to risk everything at once, so she’d only sent a bit to test the waters. She’d planned to make sure they received it before sending the rest.Cryptocurrency was new and somewhat mysterious—a whole new financial system, famous for its anonymous account structures. But the process of transferring money from a personal bank account to buy the currency was all carefully recorded and very public.---"I couldn’t get her to tell me anything… She’s too tight-lipped! What do you expect me to do if she won’t talk? And you keep going off without telling me, yet you want me to do all this for you. I’m really mad at you this time! Hmph! I won’t forgiv
She didn't have many belongings in this temporary home, but everything in sight was completely destroyed. All her clothes had been shredded into rags, and even the furniture provided by the landlord wasn’t spared. Chairs and tables were smashed, and the stuffing from the sofa was scattered everywhere, making the place look like a disaster zone.She was certain that whoever did this wasn’t after money—there was hardly anything valuable in the apartment. This was pure revenge. But who could it be?She used to think the building’s security was pretty decent, but she had only lived there for less than two months before something like this happened. Furious, she went down to the lobby to confront the receptionist and called the police. When the police arrived, they checked the surveillance footage. It showed three burly men posing as maintenance workers. They wore their caps low, making it hard to see their faces. The receptionist was new and had let them in w
A flash of red sped past, and Lena hesitated about calling for help, but she had just escaped from a car moments ago, and her fear was still fresh. She walked along the main road, trying to get her phone to turn back on, but it was dead. Suddenly, the red car reversed and stopped in front of her. A man stepped out quickly, his expression serious, slamming the car door shut as he asked, “Why didn’t you say anything when you called...?”Alaric stopped mid-sentence.Lena’s hair was a mess, covering half of her face. She had a frown, but in the one visible eye, he saw fear and unease. There was a clear mark on her cheek, left by someone’s tight grip, and her shirt was torn open at the front. She held a phone with a cracked screen in her scratched and bruised hand, and her legs bore cuts of varying sizes. Alaric couldn’t bear to look any longer. He took off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders. “Get in the car first.”The warmth of the jacket s
Two days later, Hawthorne Construction sent someone over again. This time, it wasn’t just a department manager, but Stellan himself. Given that he had come in person, Alaric couldn’t just kick him out directly. Instead, he sent the head of the purchasing department to meet with him, instructing the manager to keep his answers vague and avoid giving any concrete response about buying materials.Alaric thought the hint was clear enough, but then his secretary came in with a message: "Boss, he says he wants to see you personally. He claims he has some good news to share.""Idiot."Seeing Alaric’s irritated expression, the secretary asked, "Shall I decline for you?"Alaric spun his pen, initially intending to say yes, but then changed his mind. "Let him in."He wanted to hear what this "good news" was about firsthand.Stellan’s family company used to supply Lena’s family business, but since her company had collapsed, they were now lo
Since seeing Stellan, Alaric hadn’t been able to shake the unsettling mood weighing on his mind. After finally wrapping up work for the day, he returned to his hotel room at 10 p.m. He owned an apartment nearby, but this hotel had only recently opened, and he wanted to keep a close eye on it for a while, checking for areas where service could improve.He leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh. Suddenly, a scent of soap hit his senses, and he opened his eyes abruptly.Directly above him, a pair of wide, clear eyes stared down at him. His heart skipped a beat—he’d completely forgotten someone else was staying in his suite. He started to sit up, only to bump into her leg by accident. Her knee gave way, and she lost her balance, toppling forward and falling right onto him.“Ah!” Lena exclaimed, closing her eyes instinctively. But instead of the expected pain, she felt herself caught in a solid, warm embrace. Somehow, the feeling seemed strangely fa
It's strange. For days now, Lena hadn't heard anything from her parents. No good news, no bad news—nothing at all. She even checked with Diya, who confirmed that she had been monitoring her messages every day and found nothing.Her heart sank. The remaining fifteen million in her account had been temporarily frozen. When Diya learned that Stellan had wrecked her home, she was shocked but said there was nothing she could do. All she could ask was where Lena was staying and if it was safe. Lena replied that she was at the Taurus Hotel and would be lying low there for the time being.Two days later, Diya reached out again, saying she wanted to have dinner with Lena. Since Lena had been holed up in the hotel for almost a week, and it was just a three-hour outing for dinner, she eventually agreed after Diya's persistent invitations.But the moment she stepped out of the hotel, a man grabbed her. She wasn’t far from the entrance and was about to shout when the man spoke: "Lena
The memories halted, and the person in his arms was stiff as a board."You look really ugly when you cry," he said on purpose, though she didn’t look ugly at all right now. Her eyes were red, her nose was red—just like the rabbit she had kept all those years ago.Lena’s eyes flickered, but she didn’t argue back, didn’t scold him. That only made Alaric more nervous. Her once-dry tear ducts were now moist again. The previously empty corner was suddenly filled with people, and to any onlooker, it seemed like he was bullying her.Alaric regretted getting involved. He wondered just what had hit Lena so hard that she was crying like this. Her current behavior didn’t resemble her at all. Even when he kept his arm around her waist, she didn't react or pull away.Carefully, he moved his hand, and a teardrop the size of a bean rolled down her cheek. He froze. Then, his hand returned, patting her back gently as he turned his face away, feeling awkward. After a long moment, he c
Lena greeted each of the senior management team members one by one, while the rest of the employees had already received an internal email about the new CPO’s arrival. The entire building was buzzing with gossip all day about the new arrival, especially since she had been a frequent face in the news recently. Seeing her in person only fueled the chatter.Lena's office was set up on the same floor as Alaric's, about a two-minute walk away. The reasoning was that it would make discussions and decision-making more efficient. "So why is it just me and him? What about everyone else?" she asked her new assistant, Iris.Iris was a recent graduate who had been with the company for only six months. She replied, "I heard the others felt it was too stressful working so close to him, so they all asked to be moved to different floors."Lena wasn’t surprised; she had heard similar comments about herself at her old company."By the way, who else is in the Project Development and Ma
Just after confirming their relationship, Alaric wanted to take things to the next level—bringing Lena to meet his family. He was eager to announce the good news to the world.Lena's pupils shrank slightly. She suddenly recalled that Alaric’s mother had visited her office not long ago, probing her, trying to confirm that she had no romantic feelings for Alaric.She had put on a flawless act back then.If she treated social interactions like high-stakes business deals worth millions, she could conceal her emotions without a trace.But now, Alaric had blindsided her with his confession.One moment, she was putting on a front of complete indifference in front of his mother, Daisy. The next, she’d be showing up
Feelings are like a floodgate that, once opened, cannot be closed. Alaric had no intention of trying to hold it back.When Lena’s breathing finally steadied, Alaric slowly pulled back, meeting her gaze filled with tenderness. He cupped her cheek gently, pressing a kiss to her forehead.If not for the constraints of time and place, he would have held her until the night deepened.Exhaling softly, he shifted his gaze to rein in his emotions, straightened her shirt, and brushed stray strands of hair behind her ear.“Thirsty?” he asked.Lena nodded, taking the glass of water he handed her and drinking most of it in one go. The water felt like sweet relief, helping her regain clarity.
Lena read on with a mix of skepticism and curiosity. The letter went like this:“Seen the report card? I got first place this time, and you’re second. Don’t make that face like you’re not convinced. I know you’re already plotting how to beat me next time. Victory doesn’t come easy, especially when your rival is me.But, if you’re willing, we could work together to grow stronger instead of fighting like it’s life or death every day. Let me know in 24 hours.—Your rival, and the only one who gets to call you an idiot.”The handwriting was youthful but neat. The content was... immature.
Her words brought a long silence.Lena had no idea she completely missed the point.She shot back with fierce momentum, expecting an instant rebuttal from Alaric. But he didn’t respond.Instead, he pressed one hand against the bookshelf behind her, leaning in close, his gaze fixed straight on her. His eyes locked on the tips of her long, dark lashes, glimmering faintly in the light.“No problem. This way, you can take responsibility for sleeping with me.”What?Lena froze as if struck by lightning. He’s bringing up something from centuries ago again.If he said that just to score a quick win and banter with her, well—he won.
Lena’s gaze was fixed on the ground as she focused entirely on the conversation over the phone, completely oblivious to the person standing by the door.On the other end of the call, Cassian sounded hesitant. “Owen didn’t exactly ask me to help arrange a meeting with you.”So, he’s asking for money?Lena wasn’t surprised. Her family had taken such a huge risk agreeing with Dolphin Real Estate’s scheme to bring down Winfield, only for nothing to come of it. Winfield emerged unscathed—in fact, the rumors about her and Alaric only seemed to have amplified the attention on Winfield Real estate.The six-percent stock drop they experienced had not only recovered but was now trending upward. Even their future projects, li
Lena had been so busy since Tuesday that she barely had time to sleep. At work, she was collaborating with the PR department to steer the company clear of a string of negative press. In her personal life, she was discussing the most advantageous legal strategies with her lawyer.During this time, she received dozens of anonymous calls. She figured they were either reporters or her brother, who was probably itching to hurl more sarcastic remarks her way. Her lawyer advised her to avoid any private contact with them. Even if they couldn’t elicit anything incriminating from her, it might still complicate future court proceedings.“If there’s anything to be said, let it go through the lawyers,” The once-fiery public sentiment about the "adopted daughter turned ingrate" had now died down completely. Fred, surprisingly protective of his significant other, had hurried off to Dolphin Real estate to address the issue himself, determined not to let any
Lena didn’t realize that Alaric had gone out in the afternoon until he returned, and only then did she discover he’d paid a visit to Hawthorne Construction. Since Stellan’s downfall, there was no longer any doubt about Hawthorne’s successor. It had always been clear that Fred was the top contender. Whether in terms of work capability or temperament, Fred was far steadier than Stellan had ever been. Naturally, Alaric’s visit this time was to meet Fred. Although their last meeting had been far from pleasant, Lena had privately handed over evidence of Stellan supplying substandard materials to Fred instead of making it public. Lena didn’t have to do that. Even though Stellan was solely responsible, exposing the matter would have only hurt the company’s business and led to incalculable losses. Thus, Fred owed them a favor. Alaric’s visit today was to cash in on that favor. Even if Fred didn’t like Alaric one bit, he still maintained proper etiquet
Lena kept thinking about it and couldn’t shake the feeling that something was seriously off with Alaric. He was always meticulous at work, never allowing even the slightest imperfection. Yet, he seemed to tolerate the trending topics linking the two of them. Wasn’t he the one who despised having their relationship misinterpreted?Sure, they had shared some physical encounters in the past, but that didn’t mean anything.Some of Alaric’s words and actions, however, unintentionally sparked unrealistic fantasies in her mind. Lena had always prided herself on her self-control, but she always seemed to crumble in his presence.Sitting in her office, she swiveled her chair slowly, one foot dragging against the floor as she turned to face the window. The reflection in the glass showed her silhouette.
Everyone was watching the drama unfold, saying this time Lena had really hit a wall. Winfield was thrown into chaos, with rumors flying that they’d eventually fire her.They also mocked Winfield, thinking they’d hired a great helper, but instead, the company’s reputation was now in shambles.What no one expected, though, was that within just two hours of the public uproar, Winfield had already instructed the PR department to release a statement on behalf of CEO Alaric.The statement declared that every employee had been hired through legal means and strongly condemned false reports and any behavior that tarnished the company’s reputation.The gossiping crowd dissected the statement repeatedly, but there was no hint of blame directed at any employee.Around 4:30 p.m., Lena glanced out the window and saw the swarm of people still gathered outside the office building.The security team was doing an excellent job, not letting a single journalist slip in. But Lena, having seen it all at he