"Max is dead now. Annie is a pitiful old woman who lost her son. Since you're so compassionate, why don't you give her your house for her retirement? You're still young and a lawyer. In a few years, you can buy another house.""You make it sound so easy! A house costs over a million. I'm still paying the mortgage. Where am I supposed to get money for another house?" Ms. Lawson retorted, flustered.I replied sarcastically, "Weren't you always telling me to let go? It's just a house. Compared to losing my parents and child, it's nothing. Should be easy to let go of.""I..." Ms. Lawson was at a loss for words, looking ashamed."How come when it's your turn, you can't convince yourself to let go?" I mocked."I... I misunderstood you before. I apologize," Ms. Lawson said sincerely. "Every time I visited Max, he'd tell me about his childhood and school days. His stories made me empathize strongly. Gradually, I started feeling sorry for him and his mother, thinking they had it tough and
"Don't be ridiculous, I'm not protecting her!" Mandy gave me a disdainful look. "I just said a few words for her so I could get a ride."I was speechless. Mandy was certainly direct!We left Ms. Lawson standing there as we entered the elevator.Inside, Mandy asked, "Didn't your jerk ex-husband die? Why is she still bothering you?""Max's family is harassing her, squatting in her house. She wants my help to get rid of them," I explained, not hiding anything since Mandy had stood up for me against Ms. Lawson."Are Max's family that difficult to deal with?""You like to look up stuff about me online, don't you? You should know what his family did to me."I'd once caught Mandy browsing posts about me at Starbucks. When I spotted her, she'd put her phone away, looking uncomfortable."I was just slacking off at work, scrolling through my phone! I don't follow you!" she protested."If I could help her get rid of Max's family, would she pay me?" Mandy asked eagerly."Have you gone ma
"Don't miss me too much!" Mandy said."We wish you success in your new venture!" Wendy and I replied, raising our glasses of warm water to toast her. We didn't feel it was our place to interfere with Mandy's decision.That night, Mandy drank a lot. On the way back, she rambled about her experiences over the years."I once dreamed of having a loving relationship based on mutual feelings, but I never had the chance. Ever since I entered university, my parents made it clear that I had the opportunity to change my fate," she slurred."They gathered information on wealthy people, arranged for me to meet them, and forced me to follow their instructions. I felt like a puppet being controlled by them. People only saw me as someone scheming to marry into wealth. They had no idea how much I was suffering inside. It was miserable!""Are you just letting life happen to you? Couldn't you have resisted their pressure?" Wendy, who valued independence and clear thinking, couldn't stand people who
"Can you repeat that?" I asked, reaching for my phone to record Mandy. People often speak the truth when they're drunk, and Mandy had always acted superior to me."I'm tired. Going to sleep," Mandy mumbled, then promptly passed out on the table."Hey, Mandy, that's not fair!" I protested, shaking her arm. I had the recorder ready, but she was completely unconscious.After waiting for a while with no sign of her waking up, Wendy and I had to half-carry Mandy out of the restaurant and take her home.It was almost dawn when I arrived home. As I opened the gate, I remembered that my dog was still at Luke's place.My dog always had a lot of energy when Goofy was around, keeping him up all night, so I decided to pick it up.The living room light was on. Was Luke still awake?My dog, with its sharp hearing, ran out as soon as I entered the yard, pawing at my legs. It had grown quite a bit. I picked it up, nuzzling its head, wondering whether to leave immediately or go inside to tell Lu
"You drive. I'll change clothes," Luke said, putting away his phone and turning back into the living room.I was bewildered. Was he expecting me to come along and be a third wheel?I wanted to knock some sense into Luke's head and figure out what he was thinking!...Twenty minutes later, we drove into Joey's neighborhood.After years of work, Joey had a good salary. While her apartment complex wasn't top-tier, owning a place in downtown Johnsonville and supporting Jon showed her capability.Luke called Stephen to ask for Joey's exact address.I was puzzled. Luke was usually meticulous, thoroughly vetting potential partners before collaboration. He cared so much about business associates, yet didn't know his crush's exact address?This confirmed he was a good boss but not a good boyfriend or husband material.I parked the car and said, "I'll wait for you downstairs."Luke opened the door. "Come up with me. She's a woman, some things might be easier for you to handle."Was he
"Still no response?" Luke asked the property manager."And you are?" The manager quickly sized up Luke."I'm her friend. We spoke earlier.""We've rung the doorbell several times with no answer. The locksmith will be here soon."Noting Luke's distinguished air, the manager spoke respectfully."Have you checked the security footage to confirm she hasn't left?""Ms. Parker called the police half an hour ago. She's been in her apartment since they left." The manager showed Luke the copied footage. "We've reviewed it carefully.""Has anyone entered her home since the police left?" Luke was checking if Joey had been harmed."No one has entered or left the building during that time," the manager said confidently.As they talked, the locksmith arrived.Just as he prepared to open the door, Joey's voice came from inside: "Who... who's there? Why are you at my door? I'll call the police if you don't leave!""Ms. Parker, we're from property management. We knocked several times with no
"This morning, Mr. Thomas confronted me and asked if I was colluding with you to undermine Felfast."Felfast had developed a new car model based on Joey's designs and concepts, but it lacked the performance of Hanque's new model.Felfast had high expectations for their model and raised its price accordingly. However, they didn't anticipate that Hanque's new model would surpass theirs and overshadow their offering.Hanque's new model had a breakthrough in sales, gaining popularity and boosting sales of their other models. In contrast, Felfast's new model only sold well for a few days before sharply declining, affecting their other models as well. Felfast, which had been on an upward trajectory, lost this round to Hanque, causing fluctuations in their stock price.As the decision-maker at Felfast, Mr. Thomas hurriedly launched their new model alongside Hanque's without fully understanding their competitor's product. His failure to assess the risks called into question his competence,
"I... I didn't want Jon to be exposed to the public. Besides, I've already signed an agreement with Felfast. If I tell them the truth, I'll have to pay ten times the compensation. I don't have that kind of money," Joey explained."Hanque's payment to you was substantial," Luke pointed out.When renegotiating with Jon, Luke had considered this, offering far more than before, factoring in potential compensation. To spare Joey the stress of compensation issues, he had arranged for all payments to be made upfront."That money belongs to my brother. I can't touch it," Joey insisted.I was baffled. Joey seemed conflicted, unable to balance Jon's dignity against her income.Luke pressed his lips together. "How do you plan to resolve this?""I... I..." Joey looked lost, biting her lip and gazing tearfully at Luke. "I could have signed with Felfast on Jon's behalf. But considering our long acquaintance and Hanque's recent struggles, I chose to work with you. Now that Hanque's difficulties
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