“Shhh.” Lucifer’s voice was cold. “Being too smart is not a good thing.”Peter swallowed hard, lowered his head, and no longer dared to say a word.He listened to Lucifer’s footsteps as they faded into the distance before he dared to lift his head.After brewing three cups of coffee, Felicity handed a cup to Silas."Thank you, Miss Parker," Silas said with a humble nod.Felicity sighed. "If you really want to thank me, just cooperate a bit and give us some space, okay?"Silas hesitated.“If you stay here, it'll be difficult to discuss certain matters.”Silas didn't want to leave, but Conrad said, "Leave!"“Sir, I guarantee I won’t interject.”“Get out!”Silas had no choice but to leave and shut the door after himself.In Felicity’s makeshift office, only she and Conrad remained.She handed him a cup of coffee. "I ground the beans myself. It tastes pretty good. Give it a try."Conrad accepted it and put it on the table. “Have I really known you since we were young?”Felic
Conrad forcefully slapped his own head, saying, "I don't understand what you're saying.""You've been trying to remember lately, and even if you do remember, I don't know if you can handle it," Felicity said worriedly. "Maybe you don't even know what your feelings are for her."Conrad swayed out of the door with Felicity trying to support him.She tried to explain. “Madam Beryl and I don't have bad intentions. We were both doing this for your own good, so that you won't be bothered by those troublesome things.“You're still you. You haven’t changed."Conrad walked out, leaning against the wall, and shouted, "Silas!"Silas hung up the phone and ran over to support him. “Sir, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?”"We’re going back!""What did you say to Mr. Maxwell?" Silas looked at Felicity and asked.Felicity shrugged. "I didn't say much. I just mentioned Fia. I didn't say anything else."She looked at Conrad. "His reaction seems to indicate that he's remembered something.
"I'm not a mind-reader, so how would I know?""He asked me to talk to you, to make you dislike him less. He's willing to fulfill one of my wishes. Any wish at all."Fia was speechless."I even asked if he would be willing to give up Maxwell Corporation if I wanted it."Fia frowned and stared earnestly at Lucifer. "Is your goal Maxwell Corporation?"“I don’t know.” Lucifer shrugged. “Many times, even I don’t know what I want.”Fia was left speechless."The only thing I know is that I enjoy the process."Fia silently cursed him, calling him a "pervert".The process he enjoyed seemed to involve watching others in extreme pain.“Did you knock Peter out?” Lucifer changed the topic.“Yes.” Fia did not try to hide anything.“Why?”“Can’t it be because I find him unpleasant to look at?” she scolded. “That scumbag!”“Hahaha.” Lucifer laughed, biting his fingernail. "Even if he's a scumbag, he didn't harm you. Why bother with him?"Fia was left speechless yet again."Speaking of
"Ms. Sia, you may not know the details between Mr. Maxwell and Madam Fia, but actually, Mr. Maxwell...""I have no interest in knowing." Fia interrupted Silas coldly.The elevator doors opened, and she immediately stepped out.Silas followed, dragging the suitcase along as he explained, “Ms. Sia, I didn't mean anything else. It's just that Mr. Maxwell really seems to like your two children.“I thought if he could see them, his mood would surely improve, and he wouldn't be so gloomy."Fia stopped walking and said coldly, “Improving his mood might make him more susceptible to certain illnesses."Silas was speechless. Why did she dislike Conrad so much?Fia remembered that when she was in a bad mood in the past, it had led to the development of nodules in her breast, and her pregnancy had been quite stressful.She had gone through a lot of treatments and medications to be standing here today."I think he's reaping what he sowed," she said, quickening her pace.Silas thought that
Silas was heartbroken, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably as he felt agitated and distressed."Did you give her all the shares you held?"Conrad’s tone was calm."I'm sorry, Sir, but I had no other choice."Conrad stopped speaking for a period of time.After Silas had finished crying and regained his composure, he said, "Don't worry. I'll find a way to get back the lost shares.""How are you going to do that?" Conrad’s tone remained indifferent. "I reckon they are no longer in her possession."“Madam Beryl is such a calculating person. It's unlikely anyone could trick her into giving up her shares willingly, right?"“She was not tricked. She voluntarily handed them over," Conrad said, his amber eyes becoming sharp and cold. "She's likely a puppet of someone behind the scenes."Silas was dumbfounded.If Conrad could say something like that, he must have remembered a lot.“Silas.” Conrad’s voice held a hint of pain. "Does Fia have a grave?"“…No. Back then, Madam
“Adrian, Irene, there's no need to curse him. Let's be gracious and not stoop to the level of a lunatic!" Fia guided them patiently.The two children nodded in agreement and went back to their room to play with their tablets, searching online for “lunatics”."Do you want to attend your own memorial banquet?" Lucifer teased as he helped her with the dishes.Fia chuckled dryly. "Is this your doing after taking the initiative to show your kindness to him?”"It's got nothing to do with me. I just helped wake him up, but what he does afterward to recover his memory or why he's having a memorial banquet, that's not on me."Fia put the dishes into the dishwasher and looked coldly at Lucifer who was by the kitchen door.“I don’t believe that you haven’t done anything to help him regain his memories, not even if I die.”Lucifer snapped his fingers. “That’s right. Since he wanted to regain his memories so badly, and it was annoying enough to continue working so hard like this, I sped it u
“Adrian, Irene. Mommy will always love you. I will always be with you, providing whatever you need.”Irene tilted her head and asked, “But Mommy, don’t you want to reconcile with him?”Hearing this, Adrian got a little upset. “He had treated Mommy so badly that she wanted to die! How can you ask Mommy to reconcile with that jerk?!”“But I want them to be together,” Irene said as tears welling in her eyes.She felt like this was a huge problem that she would never be able to solve. She thought Daddy was her father but he was not—it was someone else! Not only that, that person was Uncle Conrad, an uncle that she liked a lot. Yet, it turned out that this man had hurt Mommy a lot in the past.This was such an impossible problem to solve!“Are you an idiot?!” Adrian scolded his teared-up sister, “He’s a bad man! He can’t be our father!”“But… But he’s got a bad leg… He looks so pitiful… I…”Fia was hurt seeing her children become so conflicted and fighting like this. Yet, she could
“He won’t let go of his prey once he’s set on his target! He won’t let me go if he suspects me of anything!” Fia then glared at Lucifer with her red, tearful eyes. “I don’t know what’s the point of this final mission that you’ve arranged for me. But you shouldn’t expose my children to a risk like this!”Lucifer glared back at her coldly. “It’s not my intention to involve the kids.”“But it has happened anyway. Because you don’t know him! You don’t know Conrad Maxwell!” Fia grabbed her head, trying to get her hysterics under control. “Five years…! It’s been five years! Why does he suddenly want to organize the memorial now?! Could it be that he’s found out about me?!”“If he did, he wouldn’t have organized this grand memorial. He would instead come to get you,” Lucifer answered calmly.Fia frowned and glared at him. “What if he has though? What if he’s playing tricks on me?”Lucifer grabbed Fia and pressed her face on his chest, trying to soothe her.“Fia Lawson, I won’t let any