"Luke, put me down! I can walk on my own!"If anyone saw Luke carrying me out, who knows what rumors would circulate tomorrow!"Are you taking a day off tomorrow?""Why would I take a day off?" I pulled at Luke's arm. "Put me down."Luke tightened his grip slightly. "If you keep walking on that foot, you won't be able to come to work tomorrow. We've been busy at the company lately. Who would I find to replace you if you took time off?""My foot isn't as badly hurt as you think."As we talked, Luke had already brought me out of the executive office. The hallway was well-lit but quiet. I could hear Luke's footsteps and my own increasingly rapid heartbeat.Luke's princess carry wasn't exactly romantic, but others might interpret it differently!He couldn't just focus on work and make me the subject of gossip!"You can barely stand. Should I report a workplace injury for you tomorrow?"Luke kept walking. From my position, his jawline looked even sharper and more defined, like a p
Unable to tell the truth, I hesitated before speaking, "The person you like is going to be my future boss's wife. It's closely tied to my career, so how could I not be concerned?""Put that way, it certainly deserves attention," Luke replied, a hint of amusement in his eyes.He guided me out of the elevator toward the parking area.Worried about being recognized, I covered my face with my hands.Luke gently held the back of my head, pressing my face against his chest. Suddenly, his faint, cool scent enveloped me.I could clearly feel the firmness of his chest through his shirt, the result of years of working out. It felt like a rush of hormones for a moment.My romantic history was simple; I had never been intimate with anyone other than Max. My face uncontrollably flushed with heat.I pushed against his chest, saying, "Luke, let go.""This way you'll be better covered.""..." Was he serious?!Judging by Luke's attitude towards Joey and his current actions, he was the epitome
"I shouldn't accept rewards without merit. Mr. Walker has already given me plenty. How about this... I'll get an estimate from a repair shop tomorrow and transfer you the amount they quote.""Do as you say."Little did I know that Luke had already spoken to the repair shops I approached. Their estimates were far below the actual cost!...The next day, after dropping off my Samoyed at Luke's for Marianne to look after, I happily drove to work in my newly revamped car.My good mood greatly improved my work efficiency.At lunchtime, on my way to the cafeteria, I received a call from Joey."I'm at the Starbucks in Greenfield Building. Come over."Her commanding tone made me uncomfortable. "I'm busy. If you have something to say, you can tell me over the phone."Joey and I weren't close enough to have a coffee together."Penelope is still in Johnsonville. Your uncle and aunt are on their way here. If you don't want them to find Penelope so quickly, I suggest you come over!""Ms.
Luke was a well-known eligible bachelor in Johnsonville. He had maintained a low profile for years, and any journalist who managed to interview him would gain significant recognition in their circle.Recently, First Media's magazine sales had been declining. Interviewing Luke could quickly boost their sales and raise the magazine's profile.Before the interview, First Media had already hinted at it, and many people were eagerly anticipating the magazine's release.The sudden cancellation of the publication must have made First Media the laughingstock of the industry.Joey approaching me was a desperate move."Don't play dumb with me!" Joey's tone was harsh. "You're Lu's assistant, and we have a history. If it wasn't you, who else could it be?""I had no idea I had such influence to make Mr. Walker stop a magazine's publication," I said. The magazine's cancellation had somewhat satisfied my grudge. "Ms. Parker, at this point, you should be asking Mr. Walker why he changed his mind
Jon had sustained multiple soft tissue injuries at the bar and also suffered a mild concussion. The doctors advised him to remain in the hospital for observation.Because of Penelope's involvement in Jon's injuries, she decided to stay in Johnsonville until he recovered. Based on my calculations, he should be ready for discharge soon."I'll inform you once I've made the necessary arrangements," Penelope stated."If anything happens, please call me immediately!" I urged.I wanted to meet Penelope before she left Johnsonville, but she declined, saying we would meet again when we had the opportunity.Not knowing when I would see her next left me feeling somewhat sad.After ending the call, I went to the cafeteria to quickly grab a bite to eat. On my way back to the executive office, I ran into Luke.I wanted to ask him about the magazine's publication, but felt it wasn't my place to interfere in his affairs with his crush. I swallowed my words."Did you have something to tell me?"
Some gossip is worth indulging in, and some isn't. Luke's approach to pursuing women was that of a domineering CEO, too proud to lower his head. I decided to leave rather than stick around for the drama - it wouldn't be good if his anger spilled over onto me.After considering the pros and cons, I entered the elevator.Uncle Paul and Aunt Karen had already left for Johnsonville. If they couldn't locate Penelope, they would likely come after me.When I arrived home, I specifically spoke to the property management, showing them photos of my uncle and aunt, and instructing them not to allow them into the community. If they saw them, they were to contact me. I was on high alert.To my surprise, my uncle and aunt went straight to First Media to wait for Joey.While I was running errands, I happened to pass by the magazine office and saw Joey dealing impatiently with my uncle and aunt.I parked in a hidden spot and watched their argument unfold from my car."You called us to Johnsonvi
Joey was shocked. "How can a young graduate with a monthly salary of just a few thousand save so much in just a few years?"Even if Penelope didn't spend any money, it would be impossible for her to save that much!My uncle and aunt were treating Penelope like a source of money."It doesn't matter if she hasn't saved two hundred thousand. Once we find her, we'll bring her home for an arranged marriage. The bride price will be an additional income. We have ways to make her come up with two hundred thousand.""Is Penelope really your biological daughter?" Joey began to doubt whether calling my uncle and aunt to Johnsonville was the right decision."Daughters are not profitable assets. Once she's married, she'll have nothing to do with us. We can only get as much as we can before she marries. Either you compensate us for her, or tell us her address."My uncle's shameless words made Wendy curse several times. "Is your uncle genetically mutated? What about Penelope? Tell her to run! L
It was lunchtime, and the area around First Media's office was bustling with activity. Some passersby stopped to take photos with their phones, and snippets of conversation could be heard all around."How could she treat her parents like that? She's heartless!""She's the editor-in-chief of First Media. With such a cold-hearted boss, how can they produce any good content?""She just became editor-in-chief and already disowns her own parents. If her career advances further, will she look down on everyone?""You don't know anything. They're not my parents!" Joey tried to explain."Sweetie, don't worry. We'll leave right now. We won't embarrass you anymore," Paul said, helping Karen up from the ground, and they hurriedly left."Her parents are so considerate, how can she be so cold-blooded!""Her parents look like such decent folk. How did they raise such an ungrateful child?""Having a daughter like that, it's like they wasted all those years!"After Paul and Karen left, the onl
We both knew how we felt about each other, but neither of us made the first move to confess.“I gave birth to him in circumstances I couldn’t control,” Molly said, her hands tightly clutching her cup, fingers unconsciously tracing its edge. “I used to think about fighting back against the people who hurt me, but reality forced me to wake up. I couldn’t afford to lose everything.”She hesitated, her gaze dropping. “There are things from back then that I just can’t bring myself to tell him.”When I arranged for Luke and Molly to spend some time alone, the two of them mostly sat in silence.“Mrs. Walker couldn’t have children for years after her marriage. Luke was just a tool to help her secure her place in the family,” Molly explained.Mr. Walker was handsome, wealthy, and from a good family. After getting married, women constantly threw themselves at him. According to the information Wendy had dug up, Landon didn’t exactly push them away.In such a situation, Mrs. Walker, Ashleigh
Molly poured four glasses of juice and sat across from Luke.She looked like she wanted to say something but didn’t know where to start.I gave Ian a quick look.Ian took a sip of his juice and said, “Miss, the juice is sweet and sour—it’s so good!”“Drink it up, and I’ll pour you some more,” Molly offered.Luke interjected, “It’s almost time to rest. Don’t drink too much juice.”“I’m sorry, I don’t have experience taking care of kids,” Molly said, lowering her head. After a pause, she quietly repeated, “I’m sorry.”She was probably thinking of Luke as a baby.I clutched my stomach, pretending to wince. “Excuse me, Molly. My stomach hurts; I need to head back to my room.”As I stood, I grabbed Ian’s wrist.Ian caught on quickly. “Jen is a girl. She’ll get scared going back alone—I have to go with her.”Not giving Luke a chance to respond, I opened the door and said, “Mr. Walker, you stay and chat with Molly. Ian and I will be back in a bit.”In the hallway, Ian looked thoug
Molly wasn’t the type to make things difficult for others. She didn’t give the hotel manager a hard time.After the staff left, Molly turned to thank Luke and me. “Thank you for staying with me and helping me handle this.”Luke glanced at her but didn’t say anything.The silence grew awkward, so I quickly broke it. “You don’t have to thank us. We didn’t really do much.”“Would you like to come in and sit for a while?” Molly invited us into her room.Before either of us could respond, Ian, who’d been holding back his excitement, eagerly chimed in, “Yes, yes! Let’s go!”I sighed internally.Molly finally noticed the little one in Luke’s arms. “And who’s this?”“I’m Ian Lloyd,” he introduced himself cheerfully.But the moment he got a good look at Molly’s face, he let out a small “Huh?” and then turned to look at Luke.Luke frowned slightly, and their eyes met—a silent understanding passing between them. Ian immediately shut his mouth and swallowed whatever he’d been about to sa
Five hours later, we arrived in Sharonville.Before the trip, Luke had everything arranged. After landing, we took a car to the hotel he’d booked in advance.In the hotel lobby, we ran into Molly. She was walking with two middle-aged men in sharp suits, smiling as she chatted with them.When her eyes met Luke’s, her smile froze for a moment, then slowly softened as she stared at him without blinking.Luke didn’t acknowledge her. He walked right past, brushing by her shoulder as though she wasn’t there. From the corner of my eye, I saw her eyes redden.The two men exchanged glances but didn’t say anything. That night, however, they sent two young, handsome men to Molly’s room.Our room was on the same floor as Molly’s. After dinner out, we returned to the hotel and saw her standing at her door with the two young men.Their faces were powdered with heavy makeup, and they looked eager to please, practically glued to her.My thoughts immediately took a less innocent turn.Luke co
Amy messaging me at this hour was probably another complaint about other agencies trying to poach her, or how stressed she was about it all.The underlying message? She wanted me to contact Mr. Lloyd to secure better resources for her—a thinly veiled threat, essentially.Since several popular artists left One Entertainment, the company’s resources had started to dwindle.Mr. Lloyd’s return wasn’t just because of his love for acting. He also wanted to support the company’s artists, giving them more opportunities to shine.Amy had already begun to stand out. If she simply focused on honing her craft and stayed patient, she’d get her share of the spotlight.When Mr. Lloyd founded the company, his goal was to grow it into a powerhouse that protected its artists. Now, he had adopted a more laid-back approach: if an artist wanted to leave, they just needed to pay the penalty fee.Amy’s tactics wouldn’t change anything.I went back to reading my book.My phone buzzed again, and I ass
Mr. Lloyd's words carried a hint of reassurance for me.“Jen, Uncle asked me to create a travel itinerary!”Luke had been telling Ian lots of stories about Sharonville, and Ian had also looked up a ton of information online. He now knew every street in the city and how many shops were on each one.Carefully folding his sweaters, Ian placed them neatly into his suitcase, which was decorated with a cheerful Doraemon sticker.“I’m really looking forward to your travel guide, Ian!”“I’ve already finished most of it!” Ian was a serious little worker who never did things half-heartedly. If he said it was nearly done, he was probably putting on the finishing touches.I praised him warmly.“Jen, since the three of us are traveling together, we need to consider everyone’s preferences and suggestions.”“So, you want to get my input to finalize it?”“Exactly.”“Well, wherever you want to go is where I want to go. This trip, I’ll leave the planning to you.”Luke had work to handle in Shar
For the past few days, Luke has been picking me up and dropping me off at work.Reporters often linger outside One Entertainment, and it took a lot of effort for rumors about me and Luke to die down. I didn’t want them to resurface.Luke understood my concerns, so he always parked his car a block away from the company. Once he sent me a message, I’d grab Ian and head over.That evening, Luke prepared another full table of dishes for dinner.Ever since things thawed between us, I hadn’t said much during meals, but the atmosphere was much more relaxed than before.“She’s already in Sharonville,” Luke said.“Hasn’t she been out of the country for years? Will she be safe there alone?”He was talking about Molly.The Walker family has been a prominent family in Sharonville for generations, with deep-rooted connections and influence. Mrs. Walker is a respected figure, and many people in Sharonville owe her favors. It wouldn’t be surprising if someone decided to teach Molly a lesson on
I watched the behind-the-scenes footage, and Mr. Lloyd looked great. After stepping out of the spotlight for a few years, his demeanor has become even more composed and sophisticated, perfectly matching the calm and collected surgeon he portrays in the show.“He’s as brilliant as ever,” Beatrice said, her eyes filled with admiration. “As long as the co-stars hold their ground, this show is bound to be a hit.”“He has an exceptional eye for picking scripts,” she added, her gaze glued to the screen.I didn’t interrupt her. Instead, I got up and went to the kitchen to check on Ian’s progress.For someone so young, Ian took everything seriously. Standing on a small stool to make up for his height, he carefully worked on brewing coffee, his movements precise and methodical.“Waiter Number One, Ian Lloyd, at your service. Your oat latte will be ready soon,” he announced cheekily.I laughed at his playful tone and played along. “Waiter Number Two will now deliver orange juice to Mr. Ian
While Beatrice chatted with Ian, I brought the gifts to the living room."You're too kind, Ms. Middleton.""Ian bought these with his pocket money."I winked at Ian.He caught on quickly, nodding.Beatrice warmly invited me to sit.Fresh fruit and two plates of nuts were on the coffee table.She placed a fruit bowl before me. "Yesterday's blueberries are fresh—crisp and sweet."The large blueberries were covered in bloom. I took one and made space for Beatrice."What would you like? Coffee or juice?""Fresh orange juice for me, and Jen likes oat milk latte," Ian said, playing with a doll, squishing its face into different shapes.Suddenly remembering our earlier conversation, he dropped the doll and ran to the kitchen. "I've learned lots from Jen. I can make juice and coffee!"Beatrice praised him: "How impressive!"She started toward the kitchen, concerned.I held her arm. "Ian's a quick learner. He does everything properly. We can trust him.""He gets along so well wit