Outside the private room, Richard was tied up and thrown on the ground. His mouth was gagged, only able to make muffled sounds.Henry, fearing Wendy might cause trouble that could affect her and the Smith family, sternly said, "Don't be stubborn!"He approached Wendy, but she stepped back.Wendy was a top PR professional, usually smooth in handling situations. Her aversion to her father was the reason for this reaction.A flash of hurt crossed Henry's eyes.Luke noticed Wendy's movement and subtly shifted closer to me.My attention was focused on Wendy, so I didn't notice his action.Seeing I didn't move, his handsome face relaxed slightly."Mr. Smith, if I handle this, it can be passed off as young people fooling around. If you get involved and uncover something you shouldn't, it could be problematic," Wendy said.Henry, as Johnsonville's richest man, was sharp. He sensed something unusual in Wendy's words.In an instant, the shock and disbelief in his eyes were replaced by
The surveillance footage showed his face contorted with rage, his eyes filled with vicious intent, sending chills down one's spine.Mrs. Marshall, watching the video with Wendy, looked at the "stranger" on screen with horror.Richard's brutality made me want to hand him over to the police immediately."The human heart is unfathomable," Wendy said, kicking Richard's shoulder lightly. "You can keep trying to defend yourself.""I..." With irrefutable evidence, even if Richard stubbornly denied it, he couldn't change what he'd done. He mumbled, "But you're fine, aren't you?"I was speechless.He showed not a hint of remorse. How could someone be so shameless?Wendy laughed bitterly at his words. "If something had happened to me, you wouldn't be here right now.""This is a society governed by law. Since there was no loss of life and you weren't injured, even if you call the police, they can't do much to me.""You should be grateful we live in a lawful society.""If you let me go t
I had heard of Candice Kingston. She was as ruthless as her second brother, a true hellraiser. Her boyfriend who had supposedly committed suicide bore marks all over his body, clear signs of inhumane abuse.His family had once sought justice, but the matter was quickly suppressed before it could escalate. The incident only circulated within a small circle. In less than two years, it had faded into obscurity, never to be mentioned again.Richard shook his head vigorously, like a rattle drum. "I was wrong. I apologize for my actions. Please don't hand me over to her!""I can grant your request."Clearly, Richard had some understanding of Candice’s methods. His fear of her far outweighed his fear of Wendy.Wendy's words gave Richard hope, and he hastily thanked her."You have some leverage over Nancy?""Her leverage..." Wendy's words caught Richard off guard. Without thinking, he blurted out, then quickly tried to backtrack, "Although we worked at the same gym, we didn't interact m
"Even if Janet didn't follow her advice and contacted friends back home without permission, she still couldn't stand by and do nothing.""Sweetie, do you really think what Richard did was Candice’s idea?" Wendy asked softly.Standing next to her, I couldn't hear clearly. "What did you say?"“Candice has done so many shady things. If she dares to mess with me, I'll expose her," Wendy yawned. "Now that this is resolved, you can go home and rest easy tonight.""Didn't you sleep well last night?""After listening to you talk in your sleep half the night, how could I sleep well?"My heart tightened. I had indeed talked in my sleep. "What did I say?""It was broken and unclear. But I understand one thing: my little sweetie has grown up and has her own secrets now.""Wendy..." Unable to explain, I tried to change the subject by acting coy."I get it. I won't ask or mention it," Wendy said affectionately. She took out a card from her bag and handed it to a nearby man who had been help
Wendy wasn't the type to sit idly by. Her lack of interest in fighting for inheritance didn't mean she'd allow others to bully or scheme against her.Whatever choice she made, the path ahead would be fraught with thorns and dangers, full of challenges."Everyone has their own path to walk. What we can do is lend a hand when she needs help," Luke said.His words reminded me of my own painful experiences, when he and Wendy had reached out at the right moment to pull me out of the mire. Otherwise, I don't know how long it would have taken me to climb out of that abyss.Luke had always struggled to break free from the shackles of the Walker family. Though they weren't all-powerful, their influence was not to be underestimated.Luke's journey to where he is today involved hardships beyond imagination. I felt an inexplicable surge of sympathy and blurted out, "When you faced difficulties, did anyone help you?""Hanque's breakthrough was thanks to you," he replied."It was Jon's arriva
"He has a video of my sister. She's already depressed. If he puts that video online, my sister won't survive.""But that doesn't mean you should sacrifice yourself too!" This was a losing deal!"I had no choice.""Are the police just for show? You could have taken the evidence of his threats to the police station! That's the way to minimize your losses!""I... at that time...""When there's trouble, go to the police!" Wendy saw large tears rolling down Nancy's cheeks. She took out a pack of tissues from her bag, placed them on the table in front of Nancy, and tapped the table gently. "You still have a sister to take care of. Cooperate well with the police."Nancy, filled with hatred for Richard, held nothing back. She agreed to testify against him in court. Wendy refused to settle with Richard, hired a lawyer, and sought to send him to prison as soon as possible.These events didn't make the news. Considering Wendy's feelings, I didn't ask whether she had suppressed the news or
Professor Kiliney and Grandpa Shaw had returned to Brookshire and had been trying to conduct video lessons online these past few days.With Penelope's companionship, Jon was adapting well. At this rate, Professor Kiliney would soon be able to formally begin Jon's lessons.Joey's recent actions had undoubtedly created another obstacle for Jon's studies."I know you and Joey don't get along. I had no choice but to call you," Penelope said."Your call came at the right time.""Do you have a way to make Joey focus on her treatment and stop troubling Jon?"Jon was like a blank slate, and after spending so much time with him, Penelope had become very protective. She couldn't bear to see him hurt, and her urgent tone was tinged with hope."We need to find out why she's doing this and then address the root cause.""Isn't she doing this because she's scared after getting injured and wants family by her side? Does she have any family besides Jon?""She's aware of Jon's condition. His pr
Feeling uneasy, I tossed and turned that night, barely falling into a light sleep when my phone rang.Thinking it was my alarm, I fumbled for the phone and tapped the screen.Still groggy, the phone rang again. My alarm was set to go off again after ten minutes - was my phone malfunctioning?I didn't want to deal with it, but the loud ringtone made it impossible to go back to sleep.I grabbed the phone I'd carelessly tossed beside my pillow and squinted at the screen.It wasn't the alarm - it was Luke calling.Thinking I was late for work, I quickly sat up and answered."Time for morning exercise," Luke said."Mr. Walker, can we postpone it for a couple more days?"Ever since seeing that video, I felt uncomfortable being alone with Luke and unconsciously tried to keep my distance. Fearing I might act strangely in front of him, I had made excuses to delay our morning workouts for three days.Having not slept well, my head felt heavy. Right now, all I wanted was to lie back dow
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