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
"I've told you, Paul didn't do it!"Mrs. Cornell grew frantic, repeatedly insisting her child was timid and well-behaved, afraid of frogs and mice, and would never act out."If guarantees meant anything," I said, "I could also vouch that Ian has never hurt his classmates.""Ian—""Mr. Lloyd never bought him firecrackers. What about your son? With security cameras everywhere and mobile payments being so common, it's easy to track where you've been and what you've bought." I took out my phone. "The police are better at investigating these things than we are.""You're calling the police?" Mrs. Cornell's face paled further. "That's wasting public resources over nothing!""Are you trying to stop us because you're guilty?" Jasmine's mom rubbed her daughter's back. "As a parent, I need a proper explanation for why this keeps happening in class.""Mrs—" The principal looked at me, unsure how to address me."I'm Jen Middleton, Mr. Lloyd's assistant."“Jasmine’s mother, Ms. Middleton, p
"I...""Mrs. Cornell, just be quiet!"The principal knew this couldn't be smoothed over and looked at Mrs. Cornell with disappointment."Principal, Paul—""Save it. The police will uncover the truth.""No wonder whenever parents asked to see security footage, we only saw it the first time," Jasmine's mother said angrily. "Every other time, you claimed the cameras were unplugged. You were destroying evidence.""Children learn from example. Paul learned bad behavior from Ian! This is the only time he did anything wrong!"Mrs. Cornell thought there was no evidence of Paul's previous misdeeds."You bought Paul a hamster," I said."No... no, I didn't," Mrs. Cornell stammered."Stop lying!" Jasmine's mother glared at her. "Do you keep frogs and mice at home too?""Who would keep those as pets?""So Paul caught them outside? A child might catch frogs, but mice would be harder. Do you have mouse traps at home?""Denying it won't help," said Jasmine's mother. "The police will be he
"There are many ways to protect friends.""I know! But I'm still little, and this was the only way I could think of."Ian's innocent eyes and childish voice struck my heart. Suppressing my anger, I looked at Mrs. Cornell, who sat watching the police interview.As a mother herself, Jasmine's mom's eyes reddened. "This sweet child took the blame for your son all this time. How could you be so heartless?"When Mrs. Cornell tried to defend herself, the principal cut in: "Modern forensics are advanced. Even with deleted security footage, they have other ways to find the truth."Unlike Ian, Paul acted innocent, protected by his mother's position, claiming he knew nothing."Do you like animals?" the officer asked."Of course! They're so cute. Doesn't everyone like them?""Even frogs and mice?"Paul answered quickly, "Frogs eat pests, so I like them. But mice spread diseases, so we can't touch them.""So you can touch frogs but not mice?""We can't touch them either! We should prote
"I never said those things to Ian. He made it all up."Jasmine's mom snapped, "Now I see where your son learned to lie."Mrs. Cornell opened her mouth but had nothing to say. As she tried to leave, Jasmine's mom grabbed her arm. "You're not going anywhere until the police finish their investigation!""Not even to the bathroom?""I'll go with you."The principal looked troubled. From what I'd observed, she seemed decent - at least her apology had been sincere.Jasmine's mom watched vigilantly from the doorway.Mrs. Cornell stopped at the office where Paul was being questioned."Now she worries about her child? Why didn't she raise him properly before?""Jen, will Mrs. Cornell still teach us?""No. No kindergarten will hire her. You and Patricia will have a new teacher. Next time anything like this happens, tell Mr. Lloyd right away."Ian stayed quiet."It's Mr. Lloyd's first time being a father. We can be generous and forgive him this once," I said, gently pinching his cheek
During dinner, I was a bit distracted, but little Ian sweetly helped me peel shrimp and served me soup - such a thoughtful boy.Mr. Lloyd didn't say much, but his presence was impossible to ignore. He kept glancing at his son with loving, doting eyes.After dinner, he offered to drive me home."Mr. Lloyd, I drove here actually. Thank you for dinner." I said goodbye to Ian and walked toward my car."Dad, don't be sad. Maybe next time she'll let you drive her home!"Mr. Lloyd: ...I hadn't walked far when I heard Ian's comment. Thankfully, my back was turned - otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to hold back my laughter.My mood lifted a bit as I drove home. Luke was walking his dog near my house. Just as I was about to head inside, I noticed Emily waving at me.I considered pretending not to see her, but she quickly walked to my car and greeted me with a smile.You can't ignore a friendly face - I lowered my window."Just getting off work, Ms. Middleton?""The office close
After parking my car, I hesitated to go outside.I could hear the two dogs playing in the yard. Let them have a little more fun - I'll just go out later and bring Doggo home.Emily waited by the gate for a while. When I didn't come out, she gave Luke an exasperated look.Luke kept his eyes on the two dogs playing.Emily: "Ms. Middleton, Luke and I have been out for a while and need to head back. Once you're done, you can pick up your pet from Luke's place."I couldn't go to Luke's house - things were too awkward between us!I rushed outside.When Emily saw me, she looked relieved.As our eyes met, I realized I'd fallen for her trap.Once I was outside the gate, it was too late to turn back.Emily linked her arm with mine. "Men always so ahead of themselves, they think that they can shoulder everything. They try to keep us out of their business dealings, claiming they're protecting us. In reality, they're just being arrogant."Emily's words tonight left me confused and suspic
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