Felfast's new car received high praise from famous racers who detailed its impressive performance. Even before the launch event concluded, orders for the vehicle started pouring in. Felfast took the initiative to update the sales data in real-time online for easy tracking. While some orders might have come from supportive friends, the extensive publicity and impressive performance of the car indicated that sales would likely be strong.Mr. Henderson, the marketing manager who had previously spoken dismissively about the car, now had a flushed face and lowered his head in embarrassment. Luke's gaze swept over him, causing him to bow even lower in shame."Mr. Dawson, what do you think are the strengths of this vehicle?" Luke leaned back in his chair, appearing slightly more relaxed than before.Mr. Dawson, the head of sales, noticed this and ventured, "I don't see anything special about this car. If our R&D team works a bit harder, we can definitely produce a superior model. Our previ
Luke fixed his gaze on the design draft, his eyes unwavering. "There's no need to rush. Let's wait a little longer. I've already asked someone to look into the email address. Hopefully, we'll receive good news soon."IQ was incredibly mysterious. There was no information about him online. Luke had consulted several well-known headhunters in the industry, but none of them had even the faintest idea about IQ. It was as if he had materialized out of thin air.Luke suspected that IQ intentionally concealed his real identity by using a pseudonym to submit his work. He might be a high-ranking figure in the industry.At that moment, Neil's call interrupted Luke's ruminations. Before the meeting began, Luke had specifically requested that I contact Neil so he could participate remotely.Although Neil had agreed verbally, there was no response from his end when I tried to connect him as the meeting commenced. Luke's face visibly darkened.As the head of Hanque, Neil's performance had been
Joey was furious. She grabbed a stick and struck the boy on the head. There was a dull thud, and the boy slowly clutched his head. Before he could see who hit him, he collapsed unconscious. Joey thought she had killed him. Terrified, she fled the orphanage with her brother, living on the streets and begging for food. When she finally returned to the orphanage, her brother was dangerously feverish and skin-and-bones.Later, Joey agreed to be adopted. Years later, after finishing her education, she took her brother out of the orphanage. Caring for someone with autism requires enormous time and money. It took great courage for her to take this step. After reviewing her file again, I finally saw Joey's admirable qualities. Her background perfectly fit the profile of an unwavering female lead in a CEO romance novel. Thinking it over, I realized she probably looked down on me for my seemingly easy life. But she had forgotten how miserable I was not long ago! The interview conten
As I worried the reporters might keep following us, I planned to go straight home and order dog food delivery.When we were about ten meters from my usual pet shop, Luke, who had been discussing work with me, glanced at the store and said, "You mentioned buying dog food this morning."I didn't stop. "I'll order delivery instead.""Last time they delivered, it was nearly expired.""Then wait in the car for a bit."My Samoyed has an excellent sense of smell and can detect near-expired food. It turns its nose up at it.Wanting to avoid the same situation again, I parked in front of the pet store.As I was getting out, Luke unbuckled his seatbelt. "Goofy's been going through toys quickly lately. We need to buy some new ones.""It's because my dog is too rough. I'll buy Goofy's toys."My dog and Goofy are complete opposites. Though Goofy is timid, he's no longer as afraid now that he's familiar with my dog.When my dog gets rowdy, Goofy lazily opens an eye to glance at him, not bo
He lowered his gaze, and as our eyes met, Luke fully captured the triumph that I had yet to conceal.Luke shifted his gaze to the name of the pet store and remarked, "But you're not innocent.""In their eyes, there's something between us, but in reality, we're just friends and colleagues," I replied, struggling to keep up with Luke's long strides. "You have a voice in the media. You could tell them I'm just your assistant. That would put an end to all the rumors."Luke, always upright and honorable, would be convincing if he spoke up. "I have no plans to accept any interviews in the near future.""…" That's because he refuses interviews from anyone except his true love, Joey!I silently grumbled as I followed him into the pet store.I bought two bags of dog food, some pee pads, and toys—two large bags full of stuff. Luke went ahead and paid the bill before I could, taking the shopping bags from the cashier.I reached out my hand. "Let me carry those."Luke avoided my hand. "The
"Online collaboration?" "Yes. He declined a face-to-face meeting." IQ's response was brief and direct, characteristic of someone confident in their talent."We can collaborate online, but we'll need his identification and resume." Every detail of the collaboration must be precise. If any issues arise during the process, Hanque could suffer significant losses.Luke handed me a glass of water. "If he has time, we can discuss the details of the collaboration.""I'll reply to him right away."While waiting for his response, I stayed at Luke's place, playing with the two dogs. Goofy had the same indifferent attitude towards both me and the other dog. Whenever I touched him, he barely lifted an eyelid, and I could see disdain in his eyes. Was Goofy really this aloof?Just as I was about to tell Luke about Goofy's disdain, the living room filled with the captivating voice of a nostalgic love song. The song brought a flood of memories, causing my emotions to fluctuate before slowly calm
"Your analysis makes sense."Felfast now has a dedicated fan base. If the design and concept are indeed as excellent as Luke claims, Felfast would easily surpass Hanque with a new car, leaving Hanque to endure ridicule. Perhaps I am overthinking this."I will respond to IQ soon.""I've already sent someone to investigate his identity. We can wait before replying.""Understood, Mr. Walker."Agreeing to IQ's terms was a gamble. Responding too quickly might portray Luke as desperate for collaboration, potentially leading IQ to make even more demanding requests. It is better to keep him waiting. If Luke's investigation fails to uncover IQ's identity, we can negotiate later."I am heading home. You should rest early."I held the dog's leash, ready to leave, but it resisted. It did not want to be separated from Goofy."Sweetie, be good. Goofy needs to rest. We will come back to play tomorrow," I tried to reassure my dog.It whimpered in disagreement."Sweetie, if you continue, I wi
In the courtyard, the cool night breeze helped clear my head a bit. What just happened was an accident. I practically fled from Luke's house, feeling as if I had some improper thoughts about him, and my guilty conscience was all over my face!But I have no fantasies about him!I patted my slightly warm cheeks, hanging my head in frustration as I returned home. Just as I was closing the gate, I saw Luke standing not far away. He always keeps his word. When he said he would see me home, he meant it. He must have followed me, witnessing my awkwardness. He's so perceptive, he must know I have no feelings for him!Right now, I wished I could adopt the ostrich tactic and pretend not to see him, quietly shutting the gate."You forgot something," Luke said, handing me the shopping bag."Thanks for bringing it over."I approached Luke and took the bag from his hand."Get some rest," he said, glancing down at me."You too."I didn't dare look him in the eyes the whole time. Back in the
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