The next morning.The alarm blared. I'd tossed and turned all night, sleeping poorly. After fumbling to silence it, I planned to doze off again.My phone rang.Who's disturbing my peace this early?I irritably ran my fingers through my hair and grabbed the phone."Sweetie, breaking news!" Wendy's excited voice came through.Wendy was used to big events. For something to excite her this much, it must be huge. I was instantly awake. "Did Jethro come to his senses and clear up the rumors about him and Penelope?""Jethro's relationship seems to be official now.""Official? Penelope agreed to date him?"That doesn't seem like Penelope at all!"I'm afraid so, yes.""What's going on?"I slowly sat up."I'm not sure of the details. His agency wanted him to clarify the situation, but he refused to speak up. They tried to take over his social media accounts, but he wouldn't let them. He's at a standoff with the company now.""This 'golden boy' you mentioned seems quite stubborn."
"What I was thinking about earlier actually happened!"I wanted to run around the room to release the joy about to explode in my heart. "Wendy, you’ve just made my day!""Sarah went grocery shopping yesterday morning and prepared a big feast, planning to invite Mrs. Walker. Mrs. Walker rushed to the airport and stood her up without notice. Sarah didn't dare call to check on Mrs. Walker, so she just waited at home. It wasn't until after 9 PM that she realized Mrs. Walker wasn't coming, and she blew up at the housekeeper!""Sarah is desperate to connect with Mrs. Walker.""The Walkers are old money. If she can associate with them, Sarah will be able to hold her head high," Wendy said mockingly. "She had someone bring Mrs. Walker the latest limited edition Hermès bag from Paris. That bag cost a fortune! I wonder if she'd be furious if she knew the personal shopper brought her a high-quality knockoff.""She would!" Sarah gave Mrs. Walker the limited edition bag to curry favor. Mrs. Wa
"Sarah's been married into the Smith family for years. She's seen plenty of luxury brands. Didn't she notice it was fake when she got the bag?""I followed Mrs. Walker for a few days and figured out her routine. When the bag arrived, I deliberately told her about a great lunch spot where she could meet Sarah. She's quick on the uptake and didn't hesitate to set a place with Sarah. Mrs. Walker would happen to be at that downtown restaurant at that time.""Sarah was so eager to please Mrs. Walker and give her the bag as soon as possible that she only gave it a quick look. She didn't spot any issues, hurriedly paid the balance, and took the beautifully wrapped gift box the shopper prepared to meet Mrs. Walker. That's how a high-quality replica ended up in Mrs. Walker's hands.""Wendy, you really set up a perfect trap for her!""It's her own fault for being so foolish!" When Wendy was young, Sarah had taken advantage of her. Now, Wendy could manipulate Sarah effortlessly. "The show's j
I had just hung up the phone when Luke's car pulled up in front of me. He glanced at the neatly arranged flowers on the ground, his brows furrowing tightly."I’ve already asked the property management to have someone clean it up," I said as I opened the car door and got in, realizing that I had indirectly told Luke I didn’t like those flowers.As I buckled my seatbelt, I paused for a moment.Luke seemed amused by my words. "How about having breakfast at Bella’s? They have great omelets.""You usually prefer a light breakfast."I enjoyed a variety of foods and disliked having the same thing every day. Whenever I had breakfast at Luke’s place, Marianne, the housekeeper, would always prepare different dishes for me. No matter how good Marianne's cooking was, she couldn’t change the fact that Luke’s usual breakfast—a plain piece of toast—tasted as boring as it looked.And Luke never seemed to find it dull.Sometimes, I felt embarrassed by the assortment of dishes in front of me comp
Penelope usually had a positive outlook on life, always sharing good news with me rather than bad. This was the first time she had voiced such troubling concerns, indicating that she must be truly overwhelmed.I was formulating words to comfort her when she said, "I'm sorry, Jen. You're already swamped with work. I shouldn't burden you with these problems.""Sometimes, talking about things can make you feel better.""Thank you for listening patiently, Jen. I'm feeling much better now.""Try looking at this situation from a different angle," I suggested, finding the right perspective. "Jethro is a top celebrity with good looks. Dating him is many girls' dream. They attack and slander you online because they're jealous. If it bothers you, you could do something to make them even more upset."Jethro was now her boyfriend, so she had plenty of ways to drive his fans crazy with jealousy.Sometimes it's good to take a page from Wendy's book: revenge is sweet, and your own happiness sho
If the truth of what happened back then could be uncovered, the Kingston family would become a target, and Carter's backing would crumble. He wouldn't have the energy for these antics.Noticing my expression change, the receptionist nervously said, "Next time this happens, I'll contact you immediately, Ms. Middleton.""Please call the police and inform them I've received a suspicious package." The receptionist didn't know about my issues with Carter, so I gave her a reassuring smile."Of course, Ms. Middleton.""Thank you."This morning, I arrived at the office with Luke. Before entering the elevator, Luke received a call, so I went up first. While I was chatting with the receptionist, he walked in slowly, his gaze falling on the gift still on the reception desk. I shifted slightly to block his view.My obvious attempt to hide it made Luke immediately realize the gift was from Carter.Indeed, my ability to think clearly always diminishes around Luke, and I end up acting on insti
I thought I could just wait for news from Officer Miller, but at noon, I received a call from the hospital. Wendy had fainted and was rushed to the emergency room. After receiving the call, I hurried to the hospital. In the taxi, my heart raced, and my hands and feet trembled involuntarily. Getting out of the car, my legs felt like jelly—weak and unsteady. The hundred yards from the hospital entrance to the inpatient building seemed like miles; it felt as if I would never reach the end. By the time I got to the hospital room, Wendy was slowly regaining consciousness. She looked around, confused. "Sweetie, where am I?" "You're in the hospital now." As Wendy tried to prop herself up, I quickly put down my bag and went to help her, placing a pillow behind her back. Leaning against the pillow, Wendy finally remembered what happened before she fainted. "Why did I pass out?" "The nurse said you had low blood sugar. Are you feeling any better now?" I observed Wendy's complex
After the attending physician left, Wendy sat on the bed, staring at me wide-eyed."Wendy, avoiding the issue isn't the solution."Sooner or later, she'd have to tell me!Wendy racked her brain and finally blurted out, "I'm planning to do a good deed.""You often do good deeds, Wendy." Wendy frequently participated in educational charity events."This good deed is different. It's a big sacrifice for me."Wendy was being evasive, reluctant to give details.I stared at her silently."Sweetie, if you keep staring at me like that, I'll get shy." She covered her face, pretending to be coy. She was joking around, trying to dodge the issue."Wendy..." I drawled."I'll tell you the truth! I'm planning to do a bone marrow match.""Match with whom?" Joey! I exclaimed in surprise, "You're Rh-negative?"I'd seen Wendy's medical reports before, which clearly stated she was Type O!"I didn't mean to hide the blood type thing from you." Wendy rubbed her nose. "I'm my mom's only daughter.
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