"Even if you ask me again, my answer will be the same, I've never dated him.""The letters Carter produced are in your handwriting," Stephen said."Handwriting can be forged! If you don't believe me, you can leave the hospital right now. From now on, my business is none of your concern!" Joey replied with a defiant air, as if she had nothing to hide."You refused to transfer schools back then because of Carter.""How many times do I have to tell you that Carter and I had nothing to do with each other?" Joey's emotions flared. "Crystal is the head of Kingston Industries. Carter doesn't want to be overshadowed by her, so he's taking advantage of this situation to kick me while I'm down. I'm being used by him!""Carter has already contacted me. He has the original letters. A handwriting analysis would easily determine if you wrote them or not."Stephen's words silenced Joey for a few seconds."In the end, you still don't believe me."Wendy adjusted the camera to face herself. She
"Stephen, how can you treat me like this?" For years, Stephen had been Joey's rock. Whenever they disagreed, Joey would bring up the past, and Stephen would always cave. This time, however, his attitude was cold and unyielding.Joey scrambled off the hospital bed, grabbing Stephen's sleeve. "You can't just listen to Carter's side of the story! I was bullied in high school, had no friends, no one to confide in. To cope, I started writing to a pen pal. That's why Carter has those letters—he was my pen pal!""During our correspondence, he told me he was from Johnsonville and that his family had connections. He said they regularly sponsored top students from low-income families to study abroad. He promised to get me a spot.""He painted himself as this successful guy, and I fell for it. I agreed to date him, dreaming of a bright future. If I'd known he was Crystal's brother, I would never have gotten involved!""How did Crystal find out about you and Carter?""I... I'm not sure."J
Stephen had scheduled a meeting with a client today. On his way there, he saw the leaked information online and immediately asked Taylor to drive him to the hospital instead.Taylor was waiting downstairs when she received the call. She quickly summoned the on-duty nurse."Mr. York, I've already contacted the police to request the removal of Joey's electronic ankle monitor."Stephen said nothing, leaving with a scowl on his face.Wendy followed Stephen, saying, "You're using people when it's convenient and discarding them when it's not. Before, you were calling me three times a day to meet up. Now that you've fallen out with Joey, you're giving me the cold shoulder?""Our deal isn't canceled. I'll handle all your future cases personally.""That's reassuring, Mr. York."As Wendy spoke, she tried to enter the elevator with Stephen.Stephen blocked her path. "Do you need anything else, Miss Smith?""Not at the moment. I'll contact you if I do.""Please take another elevator."W
I hastily tried to put away my phone, feeling like a child caught doing something wrong. But as I slipped it into my bag, I realized how unnecessary that was. Luke and I weren't in a committed relationship, and there was nothing inappropriate about my chat with Wendy. If anything, Luke was the one being rude by sneaking up behind me unannounced.Just as I was about to confront him, Luke said, "You two seemed deeply engrossed. I knocked twice, but you didn't respond."I was at a loss for words."Fancy a trip to the bar tonight?" he asked."Are you going, Mr. Walker?" I stood up, grabbing my bag. "I can take a cab home if you'd prefer.""Do you have any good bars to recommend?""Mr. Walker, you've lived and worked in Johnsonville for years. Surely you don't need my recommendations?""As a matter of fact, I do.""Well, Wendy mentioned a unique bar just outside Stevinson Road.""You haven't been there yourself?""No, I haven't.""Let's check it out tonight then."In my younger
The onlookers' gazes were like those of starved wolves finally spotting a juicy steak, their eyes glowing an eerie green.At this point, I hadn't yet realized anything was amiss. I just thought to myself that Luke's charm had expanded its reach - not only did he captivate women, but men too!That is, until a flamboyant man approached Luke. Like a boneless snake, he slithered up to Luke, his hands "accidentally" brushing against Luke's chest.Offended, Luke immediately stood up, nearly causing the man to stumble."First time here, sugar?" The man asked, holding up a limp wrist and smiling coyly. "Don't be nervous. It gets easier after the first time. We've all been there!"As he spoke, several other men inched closer to Luke, waiting for their chance to make a move once the first man left.Luke caught on faster than I did. Realizing this was a gay bar, he coldly made his way towards the exit.I finally understood the situation and quickly followed."Why are you leaving so sudden
The moment I grasped Luke's wrist, he paused briefly, his gaze falling on my face.I kept my head down, focusing all my attention on his hands.Luke's hands were beautiful—well-defined knuckles, long fingers, and skin as smooth and delicate as a hand model's. He seemed to be a favorite of nature; every part of him was just right, without a single flaw.The redness on the back of his hand made my heart ache slightly.Back in the bar, when that man had merely touched Luke's hand, even if Luke despised him, his usually composed nature shouldn't have led to such an extreme reaction.At the time, most of my attention had been on the incredibly flexible man, amazed at how a man's body could be so supple.I hadn't noticed how Luke's breathing had quickened, his fists clenching. Veins pulsed on the back of his hand and forehead, as if he might punch the man in the face at any moment. Every cell in his body seemed to be restraining itself.As I wiped Luke's hands, his rigid body graduall
I reached out to pat his head. "Goofy, from now on, let's ignore that ungrateful little pup!"My heart ached from Doggo's betrayal.Goofy ignored me, wagging his tail as he trotted straight toward Luke.I was speechless.Both Doggo and Goofy had abandoned me. At least Biggie at Wendy's house was more loyal!Just as I was wallowing in self-pity, Goofy came to my side and nuzzled me with his head.His adorable gesture instantly made me smile. I crouched down and hugged Goofy.Goofy was always clean. Jenny often gave him baths, and he had a faint lavender scent, which was quite pleasant.Goofy slowly turned his head to look at Luke.Luke bent down to gently stroke Goofy's head, giving him an approving look. Goofy's tail immediately wagged more enthusiastically.Doggo loved attention. He had been hiding nearby, and after not seeing Goofy return to the living room for a while, he cautiously peeked out from behind the door.I heard scratching and turned around.The little fellow
The next morning, I grabbed my phone to check the trending news as soon as I woke up. This had become a habit since I started working as Luke's assistant.Crystal's high school teachers and classmates had come forward on social media, leaving comments to defend her reputation.Tommy from the Johnson family said, "Crystal was hardworking and studious, often helping less fortunate classmates. Joey was quiet but excelled in both academics and behavior."Mr. Thompson from Johnsonville High stated, "Both Crystal and Joey were outstanding students. There was healthy competition between them, nothing like bullying."A classmate remarked, "Crystal was my classmate. She was beautiful and kind. Joey was shy and kept to herself, rarely interacting with Crystal during school."The online defenses struck a similar chord, each carefully balancing their statements. While praising Crystal, they also included compliments for Joey.Videos and photos of Crystal and Joey at school events flooded the
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