Joey, seeing this scene, thought Luke was just acting tough but secretly waiting for her. She was delighted.She stood next to Luke, feigning shyness.This girly side of Joey felt jarring to me.Brian and I, afraid of ruining this "beautiful" atmosphere, instinctively stepped back in perfect unison, as if we'd been trained for it.Luke's brow furrowed, a chill emanating from him.When did the elevator get so cold?I wondered, quietly pulling back my hand that was about to rub my arm for warmth.Perhaps Brian's gesture of holding the elevator gave Joey the false impression that Luke cared for her but couldn't show it publicly. As soon as we exited the elevator, she said to Luke in a coy voice, "Lu, I haven't had breakfast yet.""Our company doesn't provide breakfast," Luke replied professionally. "Brian, get her some snacks we offer to clients.""Thank you, Lu. I knew you cared about me!"Hearing this, I looked up, exasperated.Luke's kind of "care" wasn't worth having!Luke
"This concerns my personal safety. Shouldn't I have asked her about it?" Joey's eyes glinted mischievously. "Did you want me to keep misunderstanding Mrs. Walker?"Whether Joey got along with Mrs. Walker or not was none of my business.She was like a porcupine, ready to prick anyone who came close. With that attitude, she'd have a hard time making friends!"You're right, Ms. Parker. This is between you and Mrs. Walker. I shouldn't interfere," I conceded.Respecting others' choices and letting go of the savior complex - I had been too loose-lipped. Fortunately, one of my strengths was admitting my mistakes and not repeating them."Your time by Lu's side is running out. Cherish it while you can," she said smugly.I remained silent. Seeing Brian enter with refreshments, she adjusted her posture, switching from acerbic to elegant in an instant.Her quick changes of face were nothing new to me. I went to make Luke's coffee.Behind me, I heard Joey ask Brian, "Where's Lu?""Mr. Walk
"Lu!" Joey exclaimed in disbelief. "What reason could you have for pushing me away like this? Could... could the rumors be true? You and Mrs. Walker..."Suddenly, as if everything became clear, Joey excitedly moved forward, trying to embrace Luke. "Lu, you're doing this to protect me, aren't you? That must be it!"Luke avoided Joey's embrace, his expression turning to disgust. "You really are ill."Luke's reaction snapped Joey out of her happy delusion. Looking hurt, she said, "Lu, is it because of that incident? That wasn't my fault! I didn't want it to happen either. What's done is done, I can't go back and change the past."As she spoke, Joey pitifully tried to grasp Luke's sleeve.Luke took out his phone and dialed Stephen's number.Joey tried to stop him. "Lu, I'm perfectly sane! I finally gathered the courage to express my feelings. Why do you keep hiding your true emotions?""I've never liked you - not in the past, not now, not in the future. There's nothing to hide.""L
Her expression and posture told me that if she got hold of the coffee, I'd be in trouble.As her hand touched the cup, I stepped aside.I knew I was wrong for eavesdropping earlier, so instead of engaging in another verbal sparring match, I kept my eyes lowered and stood quietly to the side."Lu does like me, and you know it," Joey said, withdrawing her hand. "He just can't express his feelings right now for some reason. I can wait. I'll wait until he resolves his problems and is ready to be with me!"Indeed, Luke did like Joey. His cold attitude just now was probably because of Mrs. Walker.I remained silent."Cat got your tongue? You were so talkative before. Why aren't you mocking me for being delusional now?"I'd made a mistake, so I'd let her have her way this time. Next time might be different.I kept my mouth shut."Your silence means you agree with everything I just said!"With that, Joey stormed off.When the sound of her high heels faded, I sighed and went to the p
Grandpa Karl had been around the block more times than I'd had hot dinners. He understood social niceties and knew what I was trying to do. His tone turned serious."Sweetie...""I appreciate your thoughtfulness. When you have some free time, just show me and Professor Killiney around Johnsonville. Be a good host.""You're right, Grandpa. I've been neglectful."Professor Killiney valued talent highly. Since meeting Jon, he'd been fully focused on him, spending most of each day with him.Grandpa's memory wasn't great, and Professor Killiney worried he might get lost. He wouldn't let Grandpa go out with me, so I hadn't had the chance to show him around.Grandpa Shaw was an active person. Being cooped up with Professor Killiney at Jon's place every day was driving him stir-crazy. His only consolation was Annie's homemade cookies.I felt both sympathy and amusement imagining Grandpa wanting to act out but afraid of being laughed at by Annie, forced to sit properly on the couch and ea
Her desserts were just as good as those at Sam's Club, but in their own unique way.I used to think I was a decent cook, but ever since I started working and Luke took over my meals, my cooking skills have completely deteriorated. Marianne and the company chef spoiled my palate, and now my cooking skills are mediocre at best.Marianne is an incredible cook who continuously strives to improve. She is a role model for me.After finishing the cake, I reached into my bag for a tissue to clean my hands and mouth, but Luke handed me a handkerchief instead.To my surprise, he seemed to have a handkerchief ready at all times.I was about to decline, but Luke insisted, "Keep it.""Thank you, Mr. Walker."Luke was my boss, so it would have been impolite to refuse if he insisted.I expressed my gratitude and accepted the handkerchief.Luke's handkerchiefs, like his attire, were dark, soft, and elegant. He had a keen eye for quality.However, thinking of Joey, I folded the handkerchief a
Grandpa Shaw initially only noticed the pear lozenges, unaware that someone had sat down next to him. He coughed lightly, straightened up, and composed himself before looking at me.His reaction was both amusing and heartwarming. I couldn't help but say, "Grandpa, it's me!""I thought someone was trying to bribe me!" he said, reverting back to his usual kind manner and reaching out once again.In the next moment, Professor Killiney snatched the lozenges away. "You're getting greedier with age. I'll keep these for you and give them to you in small portions each day."That was exactly what I had in mind!Grandpa huffed and puffed, trying to get his lozenges back.Professor Killiney put the candy in his messenger bag along with his water bottle and tissues. "Calm down. You can have two a day. If you want them back, it'll only be one every other day."Professor Killiney was bigger and more stubborn than Grandpa. Unless he decided to return the lozenges, Grandpa's attempts to grab th
"No overtime is good! Working late nights damages your health. Young people these days don't understand self-care. When they get older and develop all sorts of ailments, they'll realize the importance of good health. Too sick to die, but suffering while alive, endlessly running to hospitals - that's when they'll understand."Grandpa Shaw and Professor Killiney had lived through tough times, experiencing many hardships. Back then, they lacked the energy, ability, and money to take care of their health, leaving them with chronic issues. They spoke from experience.I nodded in agreement.Professor Killiney glanced at me but said nothing more.His look clearly held some other meaning, but with his odd temperament, I couldn't decipher it and didn't dare ask.Luke's gaze passed over me imperceptibly, settling on the center of the arena.By now, spotlights illuminated the center stage.The auction started soon after, beginning with European royal jewelry. These pieces, steeped in herit
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