Ian quietly stayed by my side as I stood there in a daze.When we reached the main street, he reminded me, “Jen, your car is still in the parking lot."I stared at the busy traffic, feeling completely lost."Jen..."Ian tugged at my sleeve. I looked down at him as the scene from the arcade entrance played in my mind like a silent film.Of all the toys he'd won, only one remained in my hand. I apologized to him.He shook his head."I'm already so happy you took me to the arcade!" Ian looked up at the second floor where the arcade was. "It's nothing special anyway. I won't miss it!"His words and expression made me laugh. "You don't like the arcade?"How could he lose interest after trying just one game when he loved gaming so much and there were so many different ones to try?"I prefer playing games quietly, not with people watching. The arcade isn't for me."He seemed wise beyond his years, probably aware of his sensitive status and carrying burdens no child should have to b
Ian let go of my hand and watched the dancers in front of us intently.Though his moves weren't perfect, you could see how hard he was trying.Soon enough, he caught the rhythm and was dancing quite well.Seeing me still standing stiff as a board, he gave me an encouraging look. "Let me teach you, Jen!”His smile was as bright as spring flowers, and I couldn't disappoint his enthusiasm, so I started moving with him.Ian had an amazing memory - within minutes he'd learned all the moves. While pointing out my mistakes, he kept praising my dancing. I almost got lost in his endless compliments.He loved the plaza dancing, quickly becoming part of the group.His excitement was contagious, and I tried my best to keep up with the beat.If I hadn't been building up my stamina lately through training, I wouldn't have lasted this long.By the time the dancing ended, it was nearly ten.I checked my phone to find four missed calls from Mr. Lloyd.The loud music had drowned out my ringto
"I'm turning on my computer.""Hold on, I'll send you some screenshots."I opened my computer to look at Wendy's screenshots - Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter posts about Luke and Emily's supposed engagement."Is Luke really that famous?" Why were people abroad so interested in his marriage?I'd hoped Wendy would be too busy with work to notice the Luke and Emily situation, thinking I could keep it from her one day at a time.Since she already knew, I came clean.Wendy replied, "Emily is Mrs. Walker's chosen fiancée for him. Luke doesn't get along with his stepmother - he's too smart to agree to marry Emily.""Maybe Emily is different from Mrs. Walker.""Even if Emily was perfect in every way, Luke wouldn't love her!" Wendy said confidently."The evidence is right in front of us."I wanted to believe in Luke too, but his attitude toward me had shattered my trust."What evidence? If he could switch his feelings so easily, he wouldn't have kept you in his heart all these year
What about me?Was I just another piece in his game..."Should I send these screenshots to Luke?" Wendy mused."He's probably already seen them."Luke was extremely private about his background. Seeing these screenshots would make him uncomfortable, like his secrets were being exposed."You know him better than me. If you say he's seen them, I won't bother!"Wendy teased, "Aren't you curious about what your future mother-in-law is like?""Luke and I are impossible now.""Sweetie...""Wendy, we're just not meant to be."He needs someone on his level as a wife, not someone average like me."Looks like Luke's going to have a hard time winning you back."I stayed silent."Stand your ground, don't forgive him too easily. I'll always be on your side."It was almost eleven. Worried about disturbing my rest, Wendy chatted a bit more before hanging up.I stared at the screenshots, examining them again carefully.Was Luke's birth mother abroad?Would she see the news about his e
I grew wary. "I'm happy with my current job. I'm not looking to change.""The pay is low, with no room for advancement. What's there to stay for?" Mrs. Walker said dismissively, stroking her pure white Ragdoll cat. "Not everyone can work at Walker Enterprises."She was telling me not to be ungrateful."I know my limitations. I'm not qualified for your company.""I used to think you were as gentle as my cat."Mrs. Walker's smile noticeably faded."And I used to think you were a kind and caring elder."I no longer worked at JL Capital - if she was going to push me, I wouldn't keep backing down."Are you saying I'm cruel beneath a gentle facade?"Mrs. Walker hurt the cat, making it cry out in pain.David turned to take the cat."You're reading too much into it, Mrs. Walker.""Jen, you're not Luke's assistant anymore. Without his protection, I could easily make it impossible for you to stay in Johnsonville.""If I'm so insignificant, why bother trying to get me into your compa
The cat curled up quietly."Miss Middleton didn't seem to be lying. She's been around Young Mr. Walker for a while. If he had confessed and she liked him too, being young and passionate, they would've already been inseparable.""You just said that he was too reserved to express his feelings," Mrs. Walker said irritably."What I meant was, even if Young Mr. Walker likes Miss Middleton, she wouldn't know it.""As long as Luke cares about her, having her in my control means he won't dare act rashly. Whether she knows about his feelings doesn't matter.""What if she's not the one he likes?" David started the car. "She’s a close friend of Wendy Smith. If we push too hard and she confides in Wendy, someone with Wendy's temperament won't stand by quietly.""You think I'm afraid of some girl?""A girl who was once a top PR expert and knows how to sway public opinion."In today's digital age, once something hits the internet, it's hard to control."Sarah is useless! Married into the Sm
Speaking of Ian, Mr. Lloyd looked troubled. "I once tried to take him to a therapist. At the office door, he asked if I thought he was mentally ill. Looking into his eyes, I couldn't go through with it and took him home.""He's still young. Even if he did those things, with the right approach, we can help him change."Mr. Lloyd's eyes filled with gratitude.He sent me the teacher's contact information. After preparing the meeting materials, I drove to Sunshine Kindergarten.The security guard stopped me at the entrance, so I called the teacher."Why didn't his father come?" she complained."He's working.""No matter how busy work is, you can't neglect a child's education! His behavior is already problematic. If not addressed now, he'll cause bigger troubles later!""You're right. We must prioritize his education."The teacher spoke to the guard, who then let me in.When I asked about Ian's classroom, the guard said, "Oh, that kid! He's infamous for causing trouble here. Many
My words "Don't be scared" angered Jasmine's mother. "After all the bad things he's done, he's the one who's scared?""Until this matter is resolved, please don't attack him verbally."Though Jasmine's mother was already restraining herself, and I understood her protective instincts, I couldn't let her accuse Ian before we knew the truth."What's there to investigate?" The young teacher protested. "Jasmine's backpack was found at Ian's desk. When another student returned it to her desk, we heard firecrackers going off. Many students and teachers witnessed this.""If I remember correctly, these firecrackers only make noise when thrown hard against the ground. Which student found Jasmine's backpack, and who returned it?""Why are you asking this?""I suspect whoever returned the backpack knew about the firecrackers and deliberately dropped it hard on the desk.""The backpack was found at Ian's desk. How could the student returning it know about the firecrackers?""Because that
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