Sean’s expression remained cold and unreadable. “They broke up. He’s her ex.” Ian raised an eyebrow. “And that doesn’t bother you?” Sean played his card with a casual flick of his wrist, his tone indifferent. “Who doesn’t have a past? Haven’t you ever dated someone before?” Ian scratched his n
“Charlotte, you finally made it.” Ian was the first to greet her, flashing a grin. “Three years later, and somehow, you’re even prettier.” Mia rolled her eyes. “God, could you be any more cringe?” Ian clicked his tongue, feigning offense. “Excuse you, this isn’t cringe. It’s called having social
A refined, elegant woman entered the room, looking to be in her mid-thirties. Sean gestured toward her. “Lottie, this is the restoration expert I told you about—Louisa Sinclair.” Charlotte’s eyes lit up with surprise. She had expected some elderly craftsman, not a stunning woman with an effortle
Charlotte frowned. “No.” Zac’s voice turned oddly stiff. “Let’s not fight, okay? I’ve been thinking about you these past few days. I was wrong that night. I shouldn’t have said those things and upset you.” “It’s fine,” Charlotte said, her tone indifferent. “It doesn’t matter anymore. We’ve alrea
Charlotte raised a brow. “So… she wanted the Jasper family to adopt Vivian?” Lena shook her head and leaned in slightly, lowering her voice. “Not just that. She asked Mrs. Jasper to promise that Sean would marry Vivian one day.” Charlotte’s eyes widened in shock. “No way. Seriously?” Mia’s voi
The blow wasn’t lethal, but the humiliation was. The blond thug raised his other hand, ready to charge again—only for Charlotte to flip him over her shoulder and slam him onto the ground. She pressed the heel of her stiletto against his face, as if crushing an insect. “That's all you've got? Go
The officer spoke in a formal, procedural tone. “We’ve received your report. We'll be opening a case and investigating this as an attempted sexual assault. However, a case will also be filed for your alleged assault. Since this is a criminal matter, whether or not it qualifies as self-defense will u
The man in the mask finally exhaled in relief. Just a million?The lady he worked for said she was willing to go up to five million, as long as the two thugs took the blame and didn’t say a word about who put them up to it.If they confessed they were hired, and the Riley or Jasper families got invo
Sean and Charlotte were walking close, chatting and laughing like they didn’t have a care in the world.Zac muttered under his breath, “Out of the hospital already? Tough guy.”Eugene guessed the man beside Charlotte had to be her fiancé.Before he could say anything, Zac opened the car door and ste
Lately, Zac had been running around nonstop trying to secure investors.Most of the businesses in Jersey City weren’t even considering putting money into the Gibson Corporation, so he had no choice but to look elsewhere. He had been spending more time in hotels and on airplanes than anywhere else.T
Charlotte wasn’t ready to let it go. “There’s no rough timeline? Not even a guess?”“If I had to say,” Sean replied, “probably when you were in high school. That time Eric Lee was bothering you. I punched him, and that’s when it hit me. I realized there was something different about how I felt about
Zac’s words echoed in Charlotte’s mind like a curse, refusing to let her rest. They kept swirling in her head, leaving her distracted and uneasy.So much so that when she visited Sean at the hospital the next day, she looked completely lost in thought.“Lottie, what’s on your mind?” Sean asked.Her
“Yes, Mrs. Jasper,” Charlotte replied.Lillian turned to Sean. “Did you eat enough? I brought all your favorites. Do you want a little more?”Sean shook his head with a soft smile. “No need. Lottie made lunch herself. It was perfect and I finished every bite.”Lillian’s face lit up with a warm, moth
By the time Sean snapped out of his daze, he saw that the tray table in front of him was already filled with a plate of sautéed greens, tender poached beef, fluffy white rice, and a bowl of homemade soup“You made all this?” he asked with a soft smile. “What kind of soup is it?”“Chicken soup,” Char
Sean’s lips, still pale as paper, curved into a faint smile. “Alright. I promise.”Not long after James and Lillian stepped out of the ICU, James’s phone rang. The voice on the other end was sharp with urgency.“Mr. Jasper—bad news. Something’s happened!”At the detention center, Judy claimed she wa
Charlotte had been worried sick all afternoon. Now that Sean was finally out of danger, she just wanted to see him.After all, he had taken that knife for her.“Let’s go. You’re coming home with me,” Desmond said sternly, his tone leaving no room for argument.But Charlotte shook her head, her eyes
Charlotte lowered her head. “It was all my fault.”Lillian turned to her sharply. “What do you mean by that?”Charlotte took a deep breath and explained everything from the rooftop—every detail, every decision.Mrs. Jasper Sr.’s expression darkened. “So Sean took that knife for you?”Charlotte’s lip