Once I merged into the crowd, I glanced back over my shoulder. A short distance away, I spotted a black sedan moving slowly. The license plate was unfamiliar—I had never seen the car before.To be safe, I called for an Uber. When the Uber entered my neighborhood, the sedan stopped about a hundred meters from the entrance. From that distance, I couldn’t make out the driver’s face.After getting through the front gate and arriving home, I finally exhaled, feeling a bit more at ease.Doggo had been cooped up in a cage for a while and needed to burn off some energy. I unclipped his leash, letting him run free in the yard.I pulled out my phone and called Luke to ask who had been following me.“It was one of Crystal’s people,” he said.“She sent someone to follow me because of Carter’s case?” I asked.Carter had harassed me, but he hadn’t caused any real harm. Even with Stephen being a top-notch lawyer, Carter would at most face a few days in detention, apologize to Wendy and me, and
Luke had a reliable approach to things. After Jack William won a few bets, his confidence soared, and he got caught up in the thrill. With the excitement clouding his judgment, he began placing larger and larger bets.As the saying goes, “The house always wins.” His initial luck quickly faded, and he began to lose. After a few consecutive losses, Jack not only lost all his winnings but also dipped into his savings.Determined to win back what he had lost, Jack gambled even more, but this only led to greater losses. By the time he realized what was happening, his years of savings had vanished.At that point, he was bombarded with online loan advertisements, and his judgment slipped. One thought dominated his mind: “Just one more bet, and I’ll win everything back.”Following his impulse, Jack took out loans online. As soon as the money hit his account, he placed more bets, only to lose it all once again. Desperate to recover his losses, he borrowed even more until he hit his borrowin
Luke's intense gaze lingered on my back as I left the room, and I didn’t feel at ease until I made it back to my office. Sitting at my desk, I absentmindedly twirled a pen between my fingers, wondering what role I could play in all this.Luke had everything under control; the entire situation was in his hands. I felt like an outsider, a mere spectator. The vast gap between Luke and me left me doubting myself once again.But I quickly pulled myself together. I moved my mouse, opened my email, and began reading through my messages. Growing up, my parents had shielded me from life’s harsh realities, leaving me in a world that was simple and filled with warmth, free from manipulation and deceit. But now, I had to adapt and find effective solutions to whatever life threw at me. I needed to keep up with Luke and Wendy, not hide under their protection forever.One day, I would be their strong ally.---“The debts are all paid off?” I asked the next morning.After Luke and I finished our
Luke always had a knack for dealing with situations swiftly and decisively.“Jack William is a ticking time bomb for Crystal,” I said, my mind racing. “She’s terrified that something will happen while Jack’s in the hospital that could unravel everything.”Suddenly, an idea struck me, and my eyes lit up. “This is the perfect time for Stephen to step in!”Stephen, a heavyweight in the legal world, had been relentlessly pursuing Crystal for years. Now that he had finally found a weak spot, Crystal would be on edge, likely to make a rash move—perhaps even take action against Jack in the hospital.It’s much easier to place people in a hospital than in one of Kingston Industries’ facilities. We could lie in wait and catch Crystal in the act!I glanced at Luke, eagerly awaiting his approval.He gave me an approving smile. “That's an improvement.”I beamed like a child who had just been given a treat. Then, just as quickly, I froze in embarrassment. To cover my awkwardness, I cleared my
"What exactly are you trying to say?" Jack sat up in bed, struggling to keep his fear in check."You and Crystal are cut from the same cloth. You know her methods better than anyone—she won’t let you become a threat to her plans," Stephen replied."I don’t even know her. Why would I mess with her?" Jack turned over in bed, presenting his back. "I don’t care who you are. Stop coming to see me.""I’m Stephen, one of the victims from that case you were involved in years ago," Stephen revealed, his voice calm but firm. "Back then, you were just pawns—there was someone else behind it all.""You think you're better than the police or the judge?" Jack scoffed. "We were sentenced and served our time. Whatever you're trying to drag up is pointless. If you're here for an apology, forget it. If you're so upset, go complain to the judge and leave me alone!""Jack, you need to stay on your guard. You’ve already blackmailed Crystal once. Do you really think she’ll let you get another chance?"
“Keep it down, don’t disturb the other patients,” the nurse said firmly.“Sorry, sorry. I won’t shout anymore,” Jack muttered, wiping the sweat off his forehead as the nurse left. He picked up his phone, ready to call Crystal and confront her. But as soon as the call started dialing, he quickly hung up.Confronting her now would mean burning bridges, and Crystal would surely act without hesitation, moving faster and more ruthlessly against him. Jack’s face turned pale as fear gripped him. A direct attack he could avoid, but it was the unseen threats that scared him the most.As he got out of bed to go to the bathroom, a business card slipped to the floor. It was Stephen’s.Jack stared at the card for a long moment, torn between fear and self-preservation, before finally picking it up. At this point, staying alive was his priority.When Stephen arrived at the hospital, it was already 3 a.m. Jack sat anxiously on the edge of the bed, and as soon as he heard footsteps outside the doo
Stephen agreed to Jack's conditions."The phone is…" Jack hesitated. To him, the phone wasn’t just a way to save his life; it was also a bargaining chip to get more money from Crystal. He wasn’t eager to give it up so easily."Mr. York, if I provide you with such crucial evidence, you need to guarantee that I won’t get dragged into this case again.""If you have any other requests, you can state them now," Stephen replied calmly."It’s not that I don’t trust you," Jack said, sensing the value of the phone and realizing he had the upper hand. His previous timid demeanor was gone, replaced by a more confident posture. "But what if I hand over the phone and you don’t keep your word? After all, we’re not exactly friends. How can I be sure you won’t turn on me?"Stephen, unfazed, replied, "Are you certain this phone even exists?""If it didn’t, do you think I could’ve paid off my gambling debts so quickly?" Jack retorted smugly."Good," Stephen said, taking out his phone.Jack notic
"Earlier, you said the phone was destroyed. But now, after I supposedly threatened your daughter, you suddenly have evidence to offer?" Stephen asked, his tone sharp."I…" Jack hesitated, unwilling to gamble with his daughter’s life. His shoulders slumped in defeat. "The phone is hidden inside a stuffed toy I gave my daughter for her first birthday."Suddenly, Jack felt the cold grip of handcuffs around his wrists. Startled, he looked down at the cuffs and demanded, "I’m giving you useful information. Why are you arresting me?""To ensure the information you’ve provided is real, you need to come with us," one of the officers explained."As long as you guarantee my daughter's safety, I’ll cooperate fully," Jack replied, now completely compliant.A flicker of pain crossed Stephen’s face. He was a conscientious lawyer, committed to upholding the law, never once crossing the line. Using Jack’s daughter’s photo to pressure him was not something Stephen took lightly.But, as Wendy had
She took my card - could she be working at the Mary Institute?I tried calling back immediately, but the line stayed busy. After several attempts, I researched the institute online.Over a hundred years old, the institute only hired the top experts in pharmaceutical research.For privacy reasons, they didn't publish staff information online.I found nothing about her.I wanted to tell Luke but feared giving false hope. Better to confirm first.As my racing thoughts calmed, exhaustion hit. I yawned and headed to bed.The next morning, I felt refreshed after a deep sleep.Just after my morning routine, the doorbell chimed. "Room service," came a crisp British accent.Strange - I hadn't ordered anything.Through the peephole, I saw a server with a cart. I opened the door."There must be a mistake."He checked his order slip. "Placed at 6:30."I was barely awake then. About to protest, I spotted a box of Belgian chocolates on the cart.Luke. Of course."My friend must have o
Luke played the video, but the quality was too poor to make out more than a silhouette.Trying to see better, I leaned closer to his phone, unconsciously pressing against him. I felt him stiffen slightly.Looking between the video and photos, I muttered, "Even his own mother couldn't identify him from this footage."Luke chuckled softly. "Don't get discouraged. Everyone has unique mannerisms. If we compare videos of these three suspects with this dashcam footage, we might find something unexpected."Luke always seemed so composed, as if he could easily solve any problem.I nodded, feeling fatigue creeping in. My eyes were getting heavy, and I needed to rest."Have you had dinner?""Ate at the set."Food always tastes better with company. The crew's boxed dinners were simple but satisfying."Haven't eaten yet?" I asked casually."No.""You should go eat then. Don't let me keep you."As I turned to leave, Luke grabbed my wrist. "You won't even spare a moment for me anymore?"
Due to jet lag, I was already exhausted though it wasn't dark yet.Ian was drooping too, suddenly slumping against me.Worried he'd fall, I quickly steadied him.He glanced at me before contentedly closing his eyes again.He was completely worn out.Mr. Lloyd, who had been chatting with the director, noticed this and quickly wrapped up his conversation to join us.Still half-awake, Ian instinctively held onto my arm when his father reached for him."It's your Dad."At my words, Ian let go.Mr. Lloyd picked him up and strode toward the car, while I gathered Ian's things and followed.On the way back, I offered to drive.Mr. Lloyd was quiet. I turned on the car's music system, and soft music filled the space.Having debuted overseas as a trainee, Mr. Lloyd's fingers unconsciously tapped along to the rhythm on his leg.At a red light, I caught this movement in the rearview mirror.Mr. Lloyd had been an all rounder superstar - consistently among the top three highest-earning
Since Penelope was mid-flight and unreachable, I sent her a message and forwarded Sara's letter."Are you okay, Jen? You seem worried," Ian asked."Just blown away by your amazing performance. I'm still thinking about it."Ian was a natural - his acting could really move people."I might be cocky,” Ian grinned.He looked proud, and I ruffled his hair. "No chance of that."For a four-year-old, he'd shown remarkable composure during the preschool incident.Even after being cleared, he hadn't played the victim. That kind of emotional strength showed real character.A few compliments wouldn't change that.Ian's smile lit up his whole face, showing perfect baby teeth."When do you start filming your scenes?"The director was clearly impressed - Ian's role was locked in."Not sure yet."Ian looked up at his father."Soon," Mr. Lloyd said, clearly proud of Ian's performance. "I'll stay on set with Ian these next few days. Jen, feel free to explore the city. I'll call if we need
Just when they thought they'd found hope, the bad guys caught up with them.During their escape, his best friend fell off a cliff. When Bobby was finally rescued and led them back, they found his friend's body, mangled beyond recognition. He was devastated."I'll start now!"In an instant, Ian transformed. He walked heavily toward a chair, his expression gradually filling with pain.Kneeling beside the chair, he reached out as if to touch "him" but couldn't bring himself to do it. Tears silently rolled down his face.The director checked the script and signaled his assistant to remove the chair, simulating the scene where the friend's body would be placed in a body bag.At this, Ian broke into heart-wrenching sobs.His emotional outburst impressed everyone watching on set.Mr. Lloyd looked proud, and the director, as if discovering a treasure, praised Ian after his performance: "Your acting reminds me of your father in his prime.""If I'm as good as Dad was at my age, imagine
I'd dug my own grave, hadn't I?I swallowed my food, took a sip of water, and kept my head down while eating.Luke pushed the mild seafood soup toward me. "This is less spicy."Stubborn as I was, I ignored him.Luke called the server over, trying to order milder versions of the fish and pork."Don't bother, I love extra spicy food."Even though I needed water after every bite, I was determined to finish what I'd ordered.Seeing my stubbornness, Luke apologized to the server and let her go."Jen...""Don't talk while eating."By now, my soul had practically left my body from the spice. I wasn't in the mood for conversation.My throat felt like it was on fire as I gulped down more water.Luke quietly refilled my empty glass. He'd barely touched his seafood soup, his elegant movements making me feel even more ungraceful.I was suffering from my own spite!I wanted to throw down my chopsticks and leave.No, stay calm!I tried to maintain my composure, fighting the urge to d
Just as I finished speaking, my stomach let out an embarrassing growl."There's an excellent Chinese place around the corner," Luke said."You've been here before?""No.""..." Then how did he know about a good restaurant?Did he research every place this thoroughly?He'd make a perfect travel companion.I later learned he'd researched local restaurants knowing my passion for food.I'd only had water since waking up. The film crew would have finished lunch by now, with no leftovers available. I needed to find something on the way.Being in a bad mood lately, I hadn't researched any local restaurants before coming here.Craving authentic Chinese food, I decided to take Luke's suggestion.It was an upscale Chinese restaurant specializing in spicy cuisine. As soon as we sat down, a cheerful server brought out place settings and started listing their specialties."Our portions are generous. For a couple, I'd recommend one appetizer and a soup to start.""We're not a couple," I
Luke came to search for his birth mother himself?As I looked at him, he noticed me too.I greeted him and was about to get a taxi to the set."If you have time, can you show me where you saw her yesterday?""I... okay."Mr. Lloyd and Ian would be fine - finding Luke's mother was more urgent.After weighing the pros and cons, I agreed.Luke hadn't brought an assistant. I waited outside while he took his luggage to his hotel room, then we walked to where I'd seen his mother yesterday.It wasn't far from the hotel, so we went on foot.Without thinking, I kept about three feet between us.Luke: "Do I look like some kind of monster?"With his model-like features that made you want to break rules just looking at him, how could he possibly look like a monster?I shook my head."Then why are you keeping such a distance?""..." So that's what he meant...Though I'd decided to stay just friends, my heart - already full of him - still skipped beats when we were together.He was t
"If you can't find her, Luke can! Now that he has a general area, he can track her down quickly.""I'll let him know."Mrs. Walker was also searching for her, planning to use her to manipulate Luke. We needed to contact her before Mrs. Walker did.After hanging up with Wendy, I looked at Luke’s number on my phone. Several times I almost called him, but kept backing out.After hesitating, I tried calling Emily, but hung up just before it connected.Although Emily had been open with me, I couldn't be sure if she was genuinely helping Luke.To be safe, I called Luke instead. He answered on the first ring.Luke stayed silent."Mr. Walker, this is Jen.""I wasn't planning to cut you out of my life completely. I kept your number."Me: ...There he went again with his sharp tongue. I almost hung up, but remembering how much he'd helped me, and that I could finally do something for him, I told him about possibly seeing his birth mother near the hotel.After a moment of silence, Luk