"Luke sure has an eye for people. That mistress definitely has her charm. Mrs. Walker has been so caught up in this mess that, for now, she's got no time to stir up trouble in Johnsonville," Wendy said, clearly pleased. She popped one of the cherry tomatoes I'd just washed into her mouth. "Sarah recently thought she'd snagged herself a golden goose, only for it to disappear in a flash. She's been so stressed out, she's been snapping at the house staff."I sat down next to Wendy. "Isn't she planning to visit Mrs. Walker?""She booked a flight a couple of days ago, but probably realized Mrs. Walker's watching her back, so she canceled it. Guess she didn't want to risk a potential mistress seducing my dad." Wendy savored another cherry tomato, enjoying the tangy sweetness, then pointed at the fruit plate.We were perfectly in sync. "You can pack the rest up to take with you tomorrow," I said."Jenny just booked a promotional event and is heading to Sharonville soon."Wendy gave me a
Jacob slowly lifted his head. Penelope pointed to Stewart’s parents. “They’re your mom and dad.”“Mom and dad?”Jacob’s emotional world was sparse. Before Penelope entered his life, he had relied solely on Annette. Even his “sister,” Joey, was little more than a distant acquaintance due to the lack of meaningful interaction between them. Jacob couldn’t grasp what Stewart’s parents were feeling.“He doesn’t fully understand what ‘mom’ and ‘dad’ mean yet,” Penelope reassured Stewart’s parents. “But as you spend more time together, he’ll naturally grow closer to you.”Penelope helped Jacob stand up.“You’ve taken great care of him,” Jacob’s mother said, quickly wiping her tears as she slowly approached him.Those few steps toward him had been twenty years in the making.As Stewart’s parents drew nearer, Jacob shifted behind Penelope, trying to hide.“Don’t be afraid,” Penelope comforted him. “They’re your family, and they won’t hurt you.”Jacob looked down at the tablet in his ha
Over the years, Joey had always paid Annette on time and never treated her harshly, which left Annette with a good impression of her.“Miss Parker made a terrible mistake back then, causing you so much pain. She’s paying the price now, struggling with illness,” Annette said, hoping Stewart’s parents might consider Joey’s situation and refrain from pursuing the past any further.As a mother herself, Annette understood that a child is one's life. If she had lost her own child, she would never forgive the person responsible. But she held her tongue, feeling conflicted.Stewart’s parents didn’t seem to notice her hesitation. Emily asked, “Which bedroom does he stay in?”“He’s in the main bedroom, the one that gets the most sun. Let me show you,” Annette replied, leading them to it.While they were gone, Penelope quietly took the photo album from under the coffee table, opened it, and pointed at a picture. “Do you know who these people are?” she asked Jacob.Jacob looked at the photo
“Thanks, Jen,” Penelope said.“They’re Jacob’s guardians. Taking care of them is my responsibility,” I replied. Stewart’s parents were easygoing, and looking after them was second nature to me. I was more concerned about Penelope. “So, are you and Jethro going to take this show romance and make it real?”“He’s a celebrity heartthrob, and I’m just an ordinary person. Even if I wanted to, it’d be up to him,” Penelope laughed. “He split with someone he cared about due to pressure. Our deal is about protecting her, which means she still matters a lot to him. The allure of the unattainable, you know? I’m not foolish enough to try and win the heart of someone whose ‘one true love’ is still out there.”“I’m relieved you haven’t fallen for his dazzling looks,” I said. Relationships in the entertainment world are notoriously unstable. People fall in and out of love, marry, and divorce like it’s nothing. After all she’s been through, I didn’t want Penelope to get hurt again.“No matter how g
The sky was fully dark, and Luke’s house was unlit—he wasn’t home. A chilly breeze cooled my fiery, restless heart, bringing me back to a calmer state.As I opened the gate, Doggo barked and poked his head out from the living room. He was about to run over to me, but in a blink, he retracted his little legs and lay down at the door, just watching me.You little traitor!I turned to leave, but he whimpered and scratched the door with his tiny paw. He wanted to come closer but seemed wary, as if worried I’d take him back to the vet.I walked into the living room, bent down, and scooped him up, giving his ear a playful tug. “You only go to the vet if you’re sick. So stay healthy if you don’t want to be stuck in a cage, alright?”He didn’t understand my words, but he stayed still in my arms, much quieter than usual. I set him down next to Goofy and started playing with Goofy. Doggo noticed and immediately began vying for my attention, tugging at my pant leg.I tapped his nose. “What,
Emily's attitude and questions this morning put me on edge."The entertainment industry is a mess. How did she end up involved with Jethro?"Penelope and Jethro's relationship was contractual and strictly private. I gave a vague reply: "Maybe it's just fate.""I'm not prying for no reason. I'm worried she might get hurt. You're her cousin, so you must feel the same—I just want her to have a stable, happy life.""Penelope knows what she's doing. She thought it through before getting involved with Jethro.""Are they planning to get engaged?""I'm not sure," I said, pulling out my phone. "I can call her now and ask if she's considering it.""Oh, no, I was just asking casually. I've taken up enough of your time—go on, get to work."I gave Emily a quick, scrutinizing look before leaving.On my drive, I kept replaying our conversation. Something felt off. She'd only known Penelope for a few days, yet was so interested in her personal life...I pulled up my call log and hovered over
“I’ll contact Penelope right away.” I tried calling her several times, but her phone was off. She must be on a flight to the dating show.Worried but helpless, I sent her a message explaining the situation. Then, I glanced back at the house, my mind racing, before starting the car and heading to work.For days, I couldn’t reach Penelope. Eventually, while looking through clips posted by Jethro’s fans, I caught sight of her.Penelope, with her slender frame and delicate features, usually went unnoticed in a crowd because she rarely dressed up. But for the dating show, stylists had given her a subtle makeover. Paired with Jethro, they looked like a perfect couple. I paused the video to take in her beauty.She wore her hair in braid, her fair skin glowing. In a soft white sweater and light blue jeans with little white sneakers, she had the look of a first love—effortlessly charming and on par with the best of them. In an industry full of talentless faces, it’s rare to find someone bot
“Annette is such a good person,” I thought, feeling a surge of anger on her behalf. She had cared for Jacob for so many years; his mother should be grateful, not heartlessly dismissing her like this!But as much as I resented the situation, I couldn’t change Stewart’s parents' decisions.“We can’t control their choices.”“I’m not going to let my feelings get in the way.” I wouldn’t start any conflicts with them.“Stewart’s parents have already filed to remove Joey’s guardianship rights. Once they’re officially Jacob’s legal guardians, we’ll draft a new contract with them.”“Does Felfast know about this?” Ever since the disaster at the new product launch, Mr. Thomas from Felfast had been out to get Luke. He was like a fly, buzzing around at the slightest hint of activity on our end.“They know. They’ve already started trying to reach out to Stewart’s parents.”“What should we do next?” My trust in Jacob’s parents was hanging by a thread.“While they may be a bit intense in matte
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