No use being afraid - we'd face whatever came.Remembering his last call with Mrs. Walker, I asked, "Did you find who you're looking for?""No.""Mrs. Walker won't reveal any details?"Suddenly something clicked as I glanced at the newspaper.Was Mrs. Walker using Luke's marriage as leverage to get information about that person?How important was this person to Luke?Luke noticed my mood shift, his usually stoic lips twitching slightly.The car felt heavy with tension. Once home, I unpacked and opened my laptop to research the Walker family.Besides Luke, there were two daughters.Emma, two years younger than Luke, joined the company after college and became a key executive.Sophie, the free spirit, was a street artist who'd already held two successful solo exhibitions at a young age.Her bold, distinctive style wasn't mainstream enough for Mrs. Walker, who repeatedly asked her to change it.To pursue her passion, Sophie rarely returned home.The Walker family included Mr
After that, she vanished completely.Since the cousin settled abroad, if Wendy could find her address, surely Luke could too.His birth mother was likely the distant cousin who'd disappeared!I studied her file carefully.In her photo, early twenties, she shared some features with Mrs. Walker, but where Mrs. Walker exhibited surface kindness, this woman's eyes showed spirit.Her short hair radiated youth and energy.She was brilliant academically, winning numerous awards and a full scholarship, becoming an exchange student.Her articles in prestigious journals earned scholars' praise, with research labs competing for her.Someone so academic-focused might naturally avoid public life.After reading this, my theory about her being Luke's mother began to waver.I messaged Wendy asking her opinion.Wendy: The first cousin never married. Rumors say she loved Mr. Walker.Me: That would explain the surrogacy angle.Either of one them with Mr. Walker would maintain family ties.A
He also studied pharmaceutical biology.Maybe I was overthinking it.Wendy: I've got people reaching out to Mrs. Walker's cousin. I'll let you know immediately if we learn anything.Me: Wendy, you're like sunshine in winter.Wendy: If Luke saw that message, he'd be drowning in jealousy.As if Luke would be that petty!Me: Mrs. Walker's coming to Johnsonville soon.Wendy: Mr. Walker won't leave his mistress. The more she watches them, the more he'll cherish their time together. If she backs off, the relationship will naturally fade once the excitement wears off.Me: The tighter you grip sand, the faster it slips away.Wendy: Exactly. With both families so intertwined, their marriage was stable. Mrs. Walker only panicked before because of pride. Did she leak Luke's engagement news?Me: Yes, she did.Wendy: Sarah and Jenny freaked out after seeing the news. They've already booked flights to the city.They're walking right into her trap!Me: Mrs. Walker has leverage. Jenny’s n
Three days later, Mrs. Walker called.She was in Johnsonville and wanted to meet for tea.Being weekend, I had no excuse to refuse.Mrs. Walker was like a cold snake - every meeting with her turned unpleasant.Before going, I texted Luke.Luke: Drive carefully.Those simple words soothed my anxiety like a warm touch.Twenty minutes later, I arrived at the teahouse.Mrs. Walker had reserved a private room. The server led me to the farthest room on the second floor.He knocked twice. "Mrs. Walker, your guest is here.""Come in."The server gestured me inside.Mrs. Walker remained seated, beside her sat a woman in a black dress.Her dark hair was pinned up with a wooden hairpin, one strand falling elegantly by her ear.When she looked up, the rising steam from the tea made her bright eyes appear even clearer.Her small face was fair and delicate, features refined like a painting come to life.If Wendy and I had seen her on the street, we'd have done a double-take. Under differen
"Emily will stay in Johnsonville for a while. You two are about the same age - you should hang out together."Mrs. Walker's suggestion carried the weight of a command. She produced an elegant pink gift box. "I picked this out for you."She'd given me many gifts before, and I wanted to decline.Before I could speak, she caught my hesitation. "Wendy never hesitates to accept what she likes."A clear jab at my reluctance.I wanted to tell her I didn't want her presents, but diplomacy won out. I accepted with thanks."Won't you open it? Patricia spent forever choosing it," Emily said."Mrs. Walker's gifts are always thoughtful."I tucked it into my purse, intending to leave it there."Patricia is so generous," Emily gushed."Mrs. Walker has many admirable qualities we young people could learn from."I hated this forced politeness and longed to escape. But no such luck - Mrs. Walker insisted I join their shopping expedition. I plastered on a smile despite my complete lack of inter
"I'll take this one."Emily had the clerk bring down the suit, examining it carefully before asking Luke's size."Six-one."Luke was built like a model - he'd stand out in a crowd wearing a potato sack."What exactly do you do at the company?"Emily pulled out a card for the clerk."Sorry, Miss Haber. I signed a confidentiality agreement when I started.""No need to apologize - I shouldn't have asked." Emily took the wrapped suit and her card. "Please give this to Luke for me.""Of course." I took the shopping bag."Don't tell him it's from me.""That would waste your thoughtful gesture.""He's always been principled. Never accepts gifts from others. If he knows it's from me, he'll return it untouched.""Then how should I give it to him?""How long have you worked with him?""A few months.""Give it as if it's from you.""..." But she just said he never accepts gifts. If he kept it thinking it was from me, what would Mrs. Walker and Emily think?Was this a trap?I l
"My nose led me here - I could smell the chocolate from outside.""Try one." Marianne picked up a truffle.I held out my hand, and she placed it in my palm. The chocolate was perfectly round and melted instantly, filling my mouth with rich cocoa."Your chocolates are the best I've ever had, Marianne.""Your words are sweeter than my chocolates." She set the plate down, noticing my shopping bag with a broader smile. "Been shopping today?""I spent the afternoon shopping with Mr. Walker's fiancée." I was dragged along!"Ah, young people's energy! I'd be exhausted after shopping all afternoon."Clearly, Marianne hadn't connected 'Mr. Walker' to Luke."I am exhausted!"I'd have escaped earlier if not for who she was.I glanced at the stairs leading up.Luke hadn't come down after my call - must be busy."A foot soak before bed will help," Marianne checked the clock. "Have you had dinner?""No."Emily had returned to her hotel after shopping."Mr. Walker's in a meeting, ask
The more I got to know him, the more perfect he seemed!I brought the remaining dishes to the dining table. Marianne was a fantastic cook. She'd prepared a full spread: glazed spare ribs, braised pork, fish soup, and sautéed vegetables - each dish more tempting than the last. Though I hadn't felt hungry before, the aromas made my stomach growl.When I reached for the soup ladle, Luke stepped in, filling my bowl with the creamy fish broth."Thanks." One sip made me forget my exhausting day.I mentioned how Marianne's cooking kept getting better."She's passionate about improving.""You've got a talent for hiring.""My judgment has always been excellent."Luke looked at me with meaning behind his words. I felt my cheeks warm.Though I couldn't compare to him, in his eyes, I was precious. Love's rose-colored glasses, I supposed. To break the moment's intensity, I said, "Emily seems close with your mother."“Emily’s mother is her best friend."Wendy's file hadn't included that d
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