However, I wondered if Luke had considered the consequences of their traveling together. If news of their trip got out, it could confirm rumors about their relationship and worsen Felfast's resentment towards Joey.It was perplexing how someone as typically cautious as Luke could be so careless when it came to matters of the heart. At least he hadn't gone as far as booking Joey a first-class seat with him.I had taken care of booking Luke's ticket and had arranged a business class seat for myself. Joey's seat was across the aisle from mine. She turned towards me, striking up a conversation and asking about the purpose of our visit to Brookshire."Mr. Walker will explain the purpose of this trip to you at a later time, Ms. Parker," I replied politely.Luke would discuss with Joey the details of Jon's systematic education, as her consent was required."Is your trip related to me?" Joey's face lit up. "You're staying at the Brookshire Hotel, right? I'm in room 1304. It's my first tim
I quickly detected her malice beneath the facade of kindness.Her hurtful comment about my painful past stung, and I replied, "You had such a tragic childhood, yet you've managed to achieve success on your own. You're braver than I am."Joey's childhood was a nightmare for her. As soon as I mentioned it, her expression froze."I envy your happy childhood," she said, visibly struggling to control her anger."People who have had fortunate childhoods continue to heal throughout their lives. That's why I was able to move on from my unfortunate marriage so quickly," I responded, returning to my magazine."During that livestream, Max said he wasn't the father of your child. Have you ever thought about finding the man you had sex with?" Joey probed.Initially, I had wanted to find him, but that desire faded over time. Without a child connecting us, there was no reason to be tied to a one-night mistake.Only Wendy and Steven knew that I had been searching for him. I wouldn't share my tr
"Jen, it's just a coincidence. You don't need to thank me!" Penelope said, not taking any credit. She also refrained from commenting on Joey's actions, which touched me even more.Despite her own hardships, Penelope never passed her suffering onto others. She approached everyone with kindness and equanimity. In my eyes, she had become the embodiment of goodness.Not just me, but Wendy also praised her highly, even suggesting she'd introduce Penelope to a successful, gentle-natured boyfriend.I teased, "Wendy, you love matchmaking so much. If you ever quit PR, you could become a professional matchmaker.""I'd only play matchmaker for those closest to my heart, which right now is just you and Penelope! I wouldn't bother for anyone else!" Wendy retorted.Given Wendy's connections, her introductions would surely be promising young men. "I thank you on Penelope's behalf," I said."Don't thank me yet. She may seem gentle, but her actions show she's quite strong-willed. She might alread
The hotel had a comprehensive security system that ensured excellent privacy.Luke's room was an executive suite on the top floor, while mine was a single room on the third floor.After receiving my key card from the reception, I handed Luke his suite card.Luke glanced at my card. "Our rooms aren't on the same floor?""I'm your assistant. Our travel expense standards are different," I explained.If I stayed in an executive suite, the company wouldn't fully reimburse me. Although I could afford it, I believed in spending wisely. Since losing my child, I had been donating monthly to disabled children, trying to make amends."When traveling, I need to ensure your safety. In the future, book a room next to mine," Luke insisted."It's not necessary, Mr. Walker. The Brookshire Hotel is very safe," I replied. The hotel had excellent reviews, although it was expensive."The company will cover all your travel expenses.""Mr. Walker...""It's settled," Luke said firmly. He had planned
From his expression and eyes, I could see that he was very hungry, yet still trying to maintain his dignity.I pushed the pie towards him. "If you don't know the way, perhaps you could tell me about Brookshire's culture and customs instead!"I was determined to give him the pie one way or another."That I'm familiar with," he said, wiping his hands on his clothes before taking the pie. After a bite, he looked at my empty hands. "You gave me your pie. What will you eat?""I'll buy another one," I said, going to purchase two more pies and a cup of milk, worried that one wouldn't be enough for him."It's too much. One pie is plenty," he protested, eating slowly despite his obvious hunger."You'll get thirsty with just the pie. The drink will help," I explained."Well, if you insist," he said gratefully, accepting the milk.We moved to a nearby bench. I wiped it clean with a tissue from my bag.He sat on the edge, careful not to dirty my clothes.After he finished eating, I offer
"Times change and progress demands change."My father used to say similar things."Indeed, times change so fast that us old folks are about to be left behind," he sighed."You're still young, sir!" I encouraged."I feel young, but my mind isn't keeping up," he said, sounding confused."It'll get better," I reassured him, knowing that Alzheimer's has no cure, only treatments to slow its progress and ease symptoms like memory loss, speech difficulties, and loss of self-care ability.Aware of his condition, he gazed at the sunset. "It's a nice day today!"At the police station, I explained the situation. When the grandfather couldn't answer questions about his name and age, the police had to search missing person reports for clues.Worried about wasting my time, he sat nervously. "Go on with your day, miss. I'll listen to the police and wait for my family here.""Alright," I agreed, realizing I couldn't help much in an unfamiliar city.I left my contact information with the offi
"What time exactly?"Luke was always concise."4:30 PM, private room 103.""Ms. Middleton managed to get a reservation at Royal Chef's Restaurant?" Joey's eager voice came through the phone.Joey was in Luke's room? This call couldn't have come at a worse time!Worried I might be interrupting Luke and Joey's private moment, I quickly said, "I was just asking. If you're busy, Mr. Walker, I can go to Royal Chef's by myself."I've had a good appetite lately. I could easily finish a meal for two.Luke replied, "I'll be there on time.""It's so hard to get a table at Royal Chef's," Joey chimed in again before Luke hung up.Knowing the woman Luke liked was staying at the same hotel, yet I still asked him out to dinner - it felt like I was trying to steal him away!I felt a bit uneasy.Five minutes later, my phone rang. It was Joey calling.She liked Luke. Given her personality, she was probably calling to confront me.Things between Luke and me were strictly professional. Worried I might mak
His aura was cool and dignified, exuding an air of restraint. As Wendy would say, just looking at him made you want to tear off all his clothes.Even after being with Max, I'd never seen him undressed. At that thought, an image of Luke without clothes flashed through my mind, making my cheeks flush involuntarily.Afraid Wendy might notice my infatuation, I quickly pushed those inappropriate thoughts away."I wonder if he'd still be so composed with all his clothes off!" Wendy's eyes gleamed mischievously."That challenging task would be up to you, Wendy!" My throat felt dry as I took a sip of coffee, lowering my gaze to hide my emotions."No way, undressing him means taking responsibility. Luke may be handsome, but he's far too dull for my taste. Sweetie, he's your idol. You admire him so much, maybe someday...""Stop right there, Wendy! That day will never come!"I knew Luke and I lived in different worlds. There would never be sparks between us.My mind drifted back to that c
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