Luke said, "Mr. York hasn't slept all night. He needs a cup of coffee.""Got it."I went to the pantry, made coffee for the two of them, and brought it back to the office.Inside, Luke was reading through documents while Stephen sat silently on the sofa.They clearly had something to discuss. I was about to leave when Luke stopped me, gesturing toward the sofa, indicating for me to sit down. "You're directly involved in this situation. There's no need to hide anything from you."As Luke's employee, I followed his instructions and sat down on the sofa.Luke and Stephen were friends, but Joey was someone Stephen felt indebted to. He was clearly stuck in a difficult position between the two of them.Stephen hesitated before finally speaking up, "Mr. Walker, I know Joey has gone too far with this, but she's still recovering from her car accident and needs rest.""How is her need for rest my problem?" Luke asked, not even looking up from his papers as he signed his name with ease. "
Luke's words left Stephen frozen in place, like a statue."You should have a genuine conversation with your client," Luke advised. "If I'm right, you won't need to work so hard. You can go home and rest earlier.""If she admits to having a mental illness, she'll be sent to a psychiatric hospital for treatment. Once she's released, it'll be nearly impossible for her to find work or reintegrate into society. She would never take such a reckless step.""She didn't need a job before, and now Jon's importance is undeniable. She's his sister. Even if she loses guardianship, she won't end up destitute and homeless." Luke closed the file in his hands. "She may have already found a new guardian for Jon without informing you.""They don't have any family.""They may not have close relatives, but there could be distant ones." Luke handed Stephen a fax from the desk. "While she was in the hospital, Joey hired a detective agency and found a distant cousin. She met with this cousin before turni
"He reached his current position at the firm solely based on merit, but his strong moral compass can be seen as a weakness.""Honey, you're mistaken! Someone with excessive moral integrity could never become a highly successful lawyer. Who knows how many times he's ignored his conscience to get where he is today. When I have some free time, I'll dig into his past and give you a report.""Wendy, it seems like you're really interested in Mr. York's affairs.""There's nothing more satisfying than revealing the truth about someone who's been put on a pedestal!" Wendy's twisted sense of satisfaction was something no one else could truly understand."Just be cautious, Wendy. Don't end up getting hurt."When it came to matters unrelated to Joey, Stephen acted swiftly and decisively. He was like a predator, striking with speed and precision. I worried that Joey might cause more trouble."Don't worry, honey. I know how to survive," Wendy said, making it clear that she wouldn't abandon her
That afternoon, as I delivered the meeting materials to Luke's office, I overheard him on the phone with Stephen."I've handed over Joey's phone and SIM card she used during the crime to the police. JL Capital can start their PR campaign now.""I thought as much," Luke replied, his face impassive. He didn't seem smug or proud; it was as if the news was just another mundane detail, barely worth a reaction."She's planned everything out. She doesn't need my help anymore. JL Capital has been silent since Joey published that article - they were waiting for me to submit the evidence I had, weren't they?""That's correct."Joey's supposedly foolproof plan was actually flawed. In addition to the phone, Luke had already collected her DNA from the newspaper wrapped around the cash. Even if Stephen hadn't surrendered the phone, Luke could still prove that he hadn't "destroyed" any evidence.Luke's silence from JL Capital after the incident was his way of giving their friendship one last ch
The comments section under his post turned into a breeding ground for rumors, with people adding all sorts of fabricated details. In the version of events that online users had cooked up, I was painted as a divorced woman scheming to tie myself to Luke, a manipulative figure trying to ruin his relationship with Joey. In their fantasies, Joey’s response was framed as the heroic comeback of a female lead in a drama, with the public eagerly awaiting her grand exit from the police station, ready for her to take down the “scumbag man and the homewrecker” next.The absurdity of these theories gave me a headache. I didn’t even have the energy to defend myself.In their eyes, having been through a failed marriage and having sent Max to prison made me nothing but a calculating villain. They seemed to forget that in that marriage, I was the victim.Luke and Joey had never been in a relationship. Other than that one night at the Waldorf, Luke and I had maintained a professional relationship—no
"Bad luck comes when you feel sorry for a guy!"Wendy's favorite saying popped into my head, but why…. Why would I…Frustrated, I stormed out of the elevator and headed to where Wendy was waiting.Knowing I might have trouble spotting her, Wendy had already stepped out of her car and was leaning against it.Tall and striking, Wendy always turned heads. When silent, she exuded a cold, regal beauty that made her stand out—catching the eye of both men and women alike.During rush hour, the area around the office building was packed, and many passersby couldn't help but stare at her.Used to the attention, Wendy waved me over. I quickened my pace and walked up to the car."Hop in, sweetie. I'll give you a ride home.""Thanks," I said, sliding into the passenger seat and automatically buckling up."That woman who just got in—isn't she Mr. Walker's fling?" a voice drifted in through the half-open window."She's his assistant. When she first joined JL Capital, people said she slept h
Wendy's voice rang out, sharp and clear. "Of course, I want you to apologize to her!""Why should I apologize? Those were just things I saw online!""Because those words just came out of your mouth! You'd better apologize while I'm still asking nicely, or this will be far from over.""And if I don't apologize? What will you do about it?""I'll call the police, and then I'll call a lawyer! Someone like you, always on their phone, must have left some nasty comments online. It won't be hard to gather evidence. Once you're in a lawsuit, who knows if your company will still want to keep you around?""Is it really necessary to make such a big deal out of something so small?""Anything that involves my sweetheart is a big deal!" Wendy's words, crisp and biting, carried a chill that couldn't be ignored.The crowd that had been watching and gossiping began to quiet down, sensing the intensity in the air.I had been about to step out of the car and ask Wendy not to get so worked up over
"No one else has to stay, but you can't leave!" Wendy's voice rang out sharply.The woman looked at Luke with a pitiful expression. "I was just talking with my friend about Ms. Middleton and casually said a few things. I didn't mean to offend her.""So now you're saying I'm overreacting?" Wendy's eyes flashed with disdain as the woman suddenly turned meek in front of Luke. "Why don't you repeat those comments you made about Mr. Walker, word for word, right here?""I… I didn't mean it like that…" The woman knew full well that Luke was a partner at JL Capital, someone with power and influence. What she'd said was truly out of line, and she feared Luke would take the matter seriously. She quickly apologized again, "I'm sorry, Mr. Walker, I'm sorry, Ms. Middleton. I was just rambling nonsense earlier. Please don't take it personally."Wendy rolled her eyes, unimpressed. "You're about to cry? How boring."Her words were a clear signal that she was ready to drop the issue. I turned to t
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