"Yeah. You don't look too shocked to see me," Winter said with a frosty stare at Noelle. "It's all your fault, Noelle. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in this mess!""You're the one who killed Suzy?" Noelle noticed the handkerchief in Winter's hand. She intended to use that very handkerchief to cover Noelle’s mouth and nose, and then...Noelle's gaze was sharp as she slipped her hands behind her back, swiftly pulling out her phone from her bag. She pressed the buttons from memory, all the while locking eyes with Winter. "Did you also make Grandpa so mad that he passed away?""What if I did?""Grandpa was your own family, and Suzy was your best friend. How could you hurt them, Winter?"Noelle knew she had to stay calm. She could not let Winter spot any weakness, so she kept talking, trying to needle Winter and distract her.It worked. Winter started laughing wildly. "Family? Did he ever really treat me like family? You know, when I visited him in the hospital, I thought that
Noelle’s belly was bulging. She did not dare to tug hard against Winter. However, Winter was different. She was ready to die with Noelle, so she yanked on Noelle with all her might, especially aiming for Noelle's belly. She raised her foot to kick, but Noelle pushed her away. Noelle's bag hit the ground, and her phone tumbled out.Winter's gaze fixed on the phone. Her eyes turned wild. "Calling for help? Do you think it'll make a difference?" She seemed to lose her mind, pulling out a syringe from behind. Her eyes filled with venom as she aimed for Noelle.Noelle held onto Winter's hands with all her might, pulling with all the strength she could muster. However, Winter was coming at her without any care for her own safety. As Noelle's strength started to fade, the needle got dangerously close to her. Clenching her teeth, Noelle turned her head just in time, and the needle ended up stabbing into the sink. In that instant, Noelle let go, and Winter, caught by surprise, stumbled as if
Charles was in the middle of a meeting when he heard Noelle's special ringtone. He picked up the phone quickly, but no matter how much he talked, Noelle did not say a word back. He could barely hear her voice. It sounded like she was talking to someone else.Charles stopped the meeting with a wave of his hand, especially after he heard Noelle say the name ‘Winter’ over the phone. He stood up so fast that his chair almost fell over. "This meeting is over!" he said and rushed out of the room. Ronald, who had been taking notes, jumped to his feet and called out, "Mr. Hoffman!""Find out where Mrs. Hoffman is right now, and check on where Andrew is too!"Charles's face was serious as he strode to the elevator, gripping his phone so hard his knuckles turned white. Ronald knew that was bad news. He quickly called Andrew, and just as the elevator doors were closing, he slipped inside with Charles. "Mr. Hoffman, Andrew found out she's at the hospital!"The hospital?A fierce look flashed
"Where is she?"Charles looked from Sean to Andrew, then suddenly kicked Andrew in the chest.Andrew stumbled but caught himself. "Where is she?" Charles demanded again."Mr. Hoffman!"After another kick, Andrew could not keep his balance and fell back, ending up on one knee. "I deserve the worst, Mr. Hoffman. I've let you down.""Find them! Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, find them!" Charles roared like a lion in a rage. Nobody dared get too close, afraid they would be the next to feel his wrath.Everyone had seen Charles in all sorts of moods, but they had never seen him this scary. His face was so icy it made everyone's heart race. He kicked out his leg and gave Andrew another hard kick.Andrew slammed into the wall and coughed up a mouthful of blood.The bodyguards behind were so frightened they looked at each other, all of them clenching their fists, worried they might be next on Charles's list."Charles, look at this!"Sean picked up a syringe from t
Charles rubbed his forehead, his eyes flashing with an intense glare.The news about Noelle's disappearance spread fast, reaching both the Hoffman and Smith families. The Smiths came to the Hoffmans, looking for answers from Charles. However, Charles was not at Hoffman Residence.In the deepest, darkest hallway of The Majestic Lounge, a man stood watching a woman, his gaze fierce and unforgiving."Mr. Hoffman!"Andrew burst through the door. "She's awake. The guys gave her a lesson, and now she's pretending to be out cold!""Pretending?" Charles's voice was ice-cold. "Let her learn what real suffering feels like!" He spoke without a hint of feeling, and his words made Winter, who was lying on the floor, tremble.She tried to rise but fell back down, too weak to stand. "Charles, picking on a woman doesn't make you a hero!""Still talking tough when you're about to die?" Andrew kicked her again, yanking Winter's hair. "Remember, you're not even worthy of saying Mr. Hoffman's name.
No sooner had Winter spoken than another slice followed. Charles was lightning-fast, so much so that Winter did not even see it coming. The agony in her arm was unbearable. "Ahh! Charles, you're acting like a judge and executioner. What you're doing is against the law, Charles! Ahh!"All afternoon, the dark room reeked of blood.Charles was relentless, not giving Winter a moment's respite. His cuts were precise, and his knife skills masterful. It was as if he were merely dicing vegetables, yet it was utterly horrifying.The cuts were tiny, but the blood poured out fast. Winter shook with pain, wanting to escape, but she was too weak to run.Charles did not want her dead, but he was intent on making her life a living nightmare, a torment Winter had never imagined possible. "Ahh! Just kill me! Kill me now!""I've told you, I don't kill," Charles said, his fingers, knobby and firm, gripping the knife. The sharp edge was pressed against Winter's cheek. She was shaking all over, her ey
Charles just laughed, his eyes vacant and empty. "Kill her? You're overthinking it." Suzy was just a pawn to him, someone he would not touch unless she became a threat. However, Suzy was indeed dead, which meant only one thing: Winter must have killed her.However, looking at Suzy's death report and how Winter was acting right now, it was clear that Winter was not the one who killed Suzy. That meant there was only one other option left: Suzy's boss was the one who did it. It was very likely that Suzy's boss was the same person who was backing Winter."You don't want to talk?" He walked over, giving Andrew a sideways glance. Andrew quickly stepped forward, holding the knife Charles had used before, and pointed it at Winter's face.Andrew was not as quick as Charles, but he was still fast enough to make Winter hurt."Ouch!"Winter clutched her face. "Charles, you're going to pay for this. You'll... Ouch!""I'll talk, I'll talk!" Winter was in so much pain she nearly passed out. How
"I..." Winter shook her head sadly. "I just don't know anymore. I've told you everything I know. Please, you have to let me go!"Charles's eyebrows came together in a frown as he held the monitor tightly. "Andrew, you take care of this."With those words, Charles left the shadowy room. Ronald had been waiting outside. Seeing Charles, he quickly caught up. "Mr. Hoffman, we still haven't found Mrs. Hoffman!"Charles felt a cold shiver run through him, but he passed the object in his hand to Ronald. "Trace this back!""What's this..."Ronald looked at Charles, puzzled. "You have two hours.""Understood!""Charles, you need to come here now!" Charles had just left The Majestic Lounge when Sean's call came through. "Come to my lab!"Charles's face fell. "Is it the medicine in the syringe that's the problem?""Yes!" Sean was sitting in his lab chair, looking very serious. Anyone paying attention could tell that Sean was feeling very grave. "Get here now!"Charles was not used to he
Seth nodded, tilting his head as he looked at Kelly. "Mommy, you cried."Though young, Seth was incredibly perceptive. Noticing Kelly's red eyes, his small, soft hand reached out to gently rub her cheek.He even leaned closer and blew softly on her face. "Don't cry, Mommy!""I didn't cry, not at all," Kelly said while patting Seth's back gently.There was an apologetic look on her face. "I just forgot to make dinner for you tonight.""Then, Mommy, let's eat out! Seth has money—lots and lots of money. Seth will treat Mommy to some meat!"Seth's sweet, innocent words made Kelly's eyes redden again, but she smiled and nodded. "Alright, Seth. Change your clothes. I'll take you out for dinner, okay?"Later that evening, Kelly sat holding Seth while watching TV, but her mind could not stop drifting back to Noelle's face.Grant's words replayed in her head: she and Noelle were full-blooded sisters, sharing both parents.Kelly looked down at Seth, her thoughts in turmoil. She could
"Are you sure it's a virus?" Kelly asked, her voice trembling slightly."Yes," Grant replied with a firm nod, his sharp eyes fixed on her.He could see the disbelief and shock in Kelly's gaze, along with traces of guilt and unease.However, Kelly suddenly laughed, and she turned her head to face Grant. "Noelle has a virus, so she should go see a doctor. Why are you coming to me? Ha! It's ridiculous that Charles still wants to get me involved when his wife is sick. Why?""Kelly, this virus is extremely rare," Grant explained, his tone steady. "Sean currently doesn't have a clear treatment, but he mentioned one potential solution."Kelly's eyes flickered slightly, betraying a crack in her facade. "If there's a solution, then try it.""Sean believes we need to extract active enzymes from the blood of her closest relatives. Harrison and Shirley should already be at the hospital."Kelly froze again, her lips pressing into a thin line."Oh," she replied, feigning calm, though her emo
Grant noticed Kelly's reluctance to look at the documents and frowned slightly before speaking in an indifferent tone. "You don't have to look at it if you don't want to. After all, it's your decision whether to accept it or not."He placed the file on the table, his tone calm and detached, as though this matter had nothing to do with him.However, Kelly was far from calm. She glared at him, her voice trembling with suppressed anger. "If that's the case, why did you bring it here? Why did you agree? Why…"Her voice grew louder as she yelled at Grant, her emotions spiraling out of control. The noise startled Seth, who was sleeping in the other room.Hearing Seth's cries, Kelly immediately pushed past Grant and rushed into the room to scoop him into her arms. "Seth, don't cry. Mommy's here!""Mommy!" Seth clung tightly to her, his little hands grasping at her clothes."Yes, Mommy's here," Kelly murmured, cradling him as she gently patted his back. She hummed a soothing tune into hi
Kelly's feelings toward Grant were complicated. Growing up, her impression of him was not strong, and they certainly could not be described as having a close sibling bond.Later, Grant left the Andersons, disappearing to places unknown. When he finally returned, Kelly did not stay in Capiton for long before coming to Brookville.After that came the incident that changed everything, ultimately sending her abroad."Aren't you going to invite me in?" Grant glanced inside.Kelly frowned slightly. Although she seemed reluctant, she did not refuse and stepped aside to make way. "Come in. But I don't have much here, so I'm afraid I might not be the best host.""No problem."Grant noticed how much colder Kelly's demeanor had become. As he stepped into the modest apartment, he casually observed its simple layout.It was hard to reconcile this Kelly, living in such a sparse place, with the pampered young woman who once never lifted a finger.Feeling somewhat uneasy, Kelly closed the door
Kelly had been spending the past few days with Seth, whose health had improved significantly. After the recent incident, Kelly stayed in Brookville for a while, using the time to reflect deeply. One of the reasons she had not left Brookville was because of Seth's biological father.It had been almost four years. Not too long, yet not short either.Kelly thought she had let it go, but the DNA report comparing Seth with Maxwell made her hesitate once again.She always knew Seth was not Charles' child. She was fully aware of who the father was, yet his true identity remained a mystery.During those months four years ago, that man had stayed by her side, sharing a deeply unforgettable time with her. It was so unforgettable that she had pushed aside questions about his identity or purpose, choosing instead to immerse herself in the moment with him.Yet she was nothing more than a pawn for him to use against the Hoffmans in the end.Strangely, Charles had been absent from Brookville du
Grant's expression turned ice-cold in an instant. "What are you planning to do?""Kelly is Noelle's biological sister. Sean said only enzymes extracted from close relatives' blood might save Noelle. Whether it works or not, I have to try," Charles replied. His gaze was intense in a way Grant had never seen before.Grant had not expected to ever witness such an expression on Charles' face. He frowned deeply but eventually nodded. "I'll try, but she still doesn't know she's part of the Smith family.""You didn't tell her?" Charles was visibly surprised. He had assumed Grant would have already told Kelly the truth.Now, hearing that Kelly had no idea about her connection to Noelle or the Smith family, Charles was taken aback."I'll bring her over as soon as I can. Give me some time.""Fine, but don't take too long. Nelly can't wait," Charles said firmly. He understood that revealing the truth to Kelly and convincing her to help Noelle would not be easy. However, since Grant had ag
Sean emerged with a somber expression. "Margaret has confirmed that there's a fresh needle mark on Noelle's arm. That shadow from earlier must have injected something into her, which likely triggered her immediate symptoms."Charles clenched his fists, the sound of his knuckles cracking filling the tense air. "What's the plan?""Before the virus spreads too deeply, we could try using blood from Noelle's close relatives to extract certain components that might counteract it," Sean explained.Charles narrowed his eyes. "Be clearer. What are you suggesting?""This idea isn't fully tested. I only came across it in medical literature, and there's no guarantee it will work. If the virus hasn't invaded her bone marrow, we might still have a chance."Charles' expression eased slightly, but a hint of apprehension lingered. He glanced at Sean, who hesitated before continuing. "We need to call in Uncle Harrison and Shirley. Ideally, we should also bring Kelly here.""Fine!"Harrison arrive
"Make sure to cooperate well with Dr. Ellison, alright?"Charles leaned down, planting a soft kiss on Noelle's forehead before stepping out with Sean. "What's going on?"Outside, Peter, Tania, and Brandon were waiting. Brandon kept peeking into the room, and his curious eyes were wide with concern. "Uncle Charles, what's wrong with Aunt Noelle?"Charles' expression softened immediately. He reached out to tousle Brandon's hair gently. "Aunt Noelle is fine. She's just feeling a little sick.""Oh, then Bran will give Aunt Noelle some candy. If Auntie eats candy, she won't hurt anymore," Brandon said with childlike earnestness, pulling a few candies from his small bag and handing them to Charles."Uncle Charles, give these to Aunt Noelle!""Alright."Charles accepted the candies, his gaze drifting back to the room. He watched through the window as Noelle cooperated with Margaret's examination. His chest felt unbearably tight with worry."Have you figured out what to do yet?""Wh
"Mm, you didn't cry," Noelle said with a faint smile.Her face was still pale, but it was clear she had passed the peak of her pain.She placed her hands gently on Charles' face, slowly pulling herself up. After finding a comfortable position, she leaned into him, her head nuzzling against his chest like a mother soothing her child.Her delicate fingers traced the contours of his face. "You didn't cry."Charles could not help but tremble slightly. Lowering his gaze, he found Noelle looking up at him. She cupped his face with both hands, her body leaning closer, and her forehead was lightly pressing against his.She rubbed against him gently. "You were just worried about me," she said softly. Then, she placed a gentle kiss at the corner of his mouth."Our Charlie is the best, the strongest. How could he cry? Crying is my job."Noelle's smile was so tender and warm that it seemed to melt the storm brewing in Charles' heart.He carefully wrapped her in his arms, brushing his face