Larissa managed to hurry back to the hotel before the start of her afternoon shift. However, as soon as she entered the lobby, Livie frantically gestured at her, mouthing the words, "Take the back door!"Many of the employees in the lobby were aware of Larissa's previous attempts to avoid Janine by using the back door. Given Livie's actions, Larissa assumed that Janine had come again.It was plausible. The lawyer's letter sent by Dylan Shields had arrived at the Hardy family the morning before, and Janine was the one who received it. It was about time that Janine came to her.Larissa tightened her grip on her bag and turned to leave, but it was too late. Footsteps followed closely behind her, but they were agile and light, not sounding like the steps of an elderly woman."Stop!"A figure swiftly darted before her, blocking her way with its arms. Larissa was forced to halt and, upon a closer look, she was surprised to see that it was Andrew Hardy, which wasn't too far from her init
"First of all, I didn't cause your brother's death," she emphatically denied, making it clear. "If I remember correctly, you told the police that your brother committed suicide because he would be paralyzed for life and didn't want to burden the family."Andrew wanted to argue otherwise. "That's because … " Alas, halfway through his sentence, he shut his mouth."That's because your family accepted one million dollars as hush money from my mother," Larissa completed his sentence, "Does your brother know that he was only worth a million dollars to you?"Seeing her point out the truth, Andrew stopped holding himself back."If it's not your fault, why would your mother compensate my family with a million dollars?" he asked, his confidence restored.Larissa wished she could record this scene and show it to her cunning mother. It was because of her foolish move that her daughter was now in such an embarrassing situation, but she knew she wouldn't care. As long as the Hardys didn't mak
Larissa wasted no time and transferred the money for the medical expenses to the agent along with compensation for the hardship he had been through. She also sent several messages apologizing, but he ignored her. Then she contacted Andrew and said, "The tenant claims they haven't received the refunded rent from you. Can you please send me the transaction records?"Andrew sent her a screenshot from a mobile banking app, showing that he had transferred over ten thousand dollars to an account a few hours ago. The amount matched the rent paid by the tenant. Without hesitation, Larissa took the screenshot and went straight to the middle-aged couple's place.When she rang the doorbell for the first time, they didn't open the door at all. Instead, they shouted at her through a wooden panel, saying, "We've already paid the rent, and we're not going to move out!""But Ms. Levange's son said he refunded the rent to you," Larissa stood by the door, ensuring her voice could be heard inside. "
"It’s none of your business." The man glared at her and spat, "I’m teaching this scammer a lesson. If you interfere, I won’t spare you either." Maria turned her head and yelled, "Darling, bring out the kitchen knife!" She grabbed Larissa's hand and pulled her into her house. Jacob brought out the kitchen knife obediently and asked, "Why do you need the knife? Oh, Larissa, it’s you." Maria pushed Larissa toward Jacob and said, "Take care of Larissa."She took the knife from him, walked out the door, and shouted, "I’ll deal with this, Larissa! I’ll kill anyone who touches me! Come get me if you have the guts!" she cursed and slammed the door shut. "Phew." Maria leaned against the door and took a deep breath. "That was scary. By the way," she redirected her attention back to Larissa, "What's the matter?" "I'll explain it later," Larissa trembled uncontrollably. She needed some time before she could manage a proper sentence. "Maria, please call the police and get an ambulanc
Mr. Rogers? The only Mr. Rogers Larissa knew was Kevan. But she couldn’t figure out why he was the one who sent her here. She clearly was at Maria’s house when she fainted. "What time is it?" she asked the nurse. It was already dark outside, so she couldn’t tell the time. "It’s almost twelve," the nurse glanced at her watch and answered. "Thanks." Larissa nodded. Kevan wouldn’t drop by since it was so late. She turned off the lights and shut her eyes with relief. The nurse thoughtfully closed the door as she left. Larissa wasn’t too worn out due to the two hours of sleep she'd had when she fainted. After some time had passed, the door to her ward was suddenly pushed open. She stirred in her sleep and opened her eyes. A tall man stood by the door, blocking the light from the corridor outside, casting a huge shadow on the floor. Larissa couldn’t see his face clearly in the dim light, but she recognized him either way and called out, "Mr. Rogers?" "Hmm?" Kevan's cold
The first call was from an employee of a real estate agency. He knew that she had listed her previous house with the agency for rent, and also about how those shameless people from the Hardy family had rented her house to someone else. He claimed to be her boyfriend and expressed his concern because she had yet to return home late at night.The agency immediately informed him to look for her at the house, if she wasn’t there, the people who rented out her house must be involved. The people from the Hardy family had all returned to their hometown, which was only a little over three hours away by car, but she wouldn't travel there for such a trivial matter. He immediately drove to her former residence but unexpectedly found a police car downstairs.His heart tightened, and he quickly rushed into the elevators as fast as he could. As soon as the elevator doors opened on her floor, someone pushed him back inside.A man in a police uniform shouted sharply, "Go to a different floor!"
Larissa lay helplessly on the hospital bed. She had received visits from both Dylan and the police who had come to get her statement. The police informed her that Elliot, the middle-aged man who rented her house, had been arrested and would likely be imprisoned for three to five years before being released.Elliot's wife had hastily moved out of the house overnight—presumably afraid of the legal consequences, and her whereabouts remained unknown.In other words, after all the trouble Larissa went through, she finally had her house back. However, she was not entirely satisfied with this outcome. Dylan had helped her investigate Elliot’s transactions, which proved that he had not lied in regard to saying he had not received the refunds for the rent from Andrew. So, Larissa entrusted Dylan to continue assisting her in suing Janine, firmly stating that she would not accept a settlement.On the other hand, the real estate agent had contacted her and informed her of an interested buyer
Did he, Kevan, the president of Microworks Corporation, find a few dollars for delivery fees expensive? Were rich people this stingy?… Kevan went downstairs to the nearby convenience store, bought a pack of cigarettes, and lit one. He took a puff and tried to calm himself down as he answered his phone which had been ringing for some time. "Is everything taken care of?" he asked coldly.The person on the other end replied, "It's done.""Both matters are resolved?""Yes."Kevan lowered his hand and flicked the ash off the cigarette."I'll transfer the money to your account later."He extinguished the cigarette butt and threw the remaining half-pack of cigarettes along with the lighter into the trash can.…After nearly an hour, Kevan returned, carrying a paper bag with the logo of the Regal Dynasty Hotel. He took out the food and placed each item on the small table set up on Larissa's hospital bed.Larissa widened her eyes once again."So ... you went to the Regal Dynas