Janet said that as she glanced at the man across her. The middle-aged guy was rocking a black coat and did not have a hair out of place. His hair was starting to show some silver, but he was as lively as ever. That was Janet's adoptive dad, Charles's Uncle, Milo.He was there to catch up with Janet and check out what was happening with Charles.Milo eyed the photo, lost in thought for a moment. "Bob Smith. You're positive this is the guy?"Janet nodded. "Absolutely. Jade was the one who played matchmaker for them, and I've got the snapshot from their blind date!" Janet whipped out the photo from when Sean and Noelle were set up and handed it to Milo. "These two have been in touch the whole time, but it looks like Noelle's mom, Jade, is clueless. Noelle's got to be sharp, probably looking to ditch the Shaw family with Bob's help, but without giving them any perks in return!"Milo narrowed his eyes. "Call off the tail on Noelle, will you?""Why?" Janet was puzzled. "Dad, last time I
"I'll do as you say and steer clear of Noelle for now, but Winter is just too much, Dad. Charles has been giving her all the best opportunities. He's not even trying to hide his relationship with Winter, acting like he doesn't care about anything else. And she's married! He'd rather be with a married woman than marry me. I just can't stand it, Dad!""You shouldn't stand for it. I've seen a picture of her, and you're way prettier and smarter too. What you need to do now is win Charles back!""I will!" Janet's fists were tight, her eyes blazing with fury and a touch of something darker. "You have to help me, Dad!""I'm here to check things out and, while I'm at it, to have a little chat with your Charles," Milo said with a wave of his hand. "Come here!"Janet sauntered over and gently took Milo's hand. "Dad, are you feeling hungry? It's getting pretty late. Let's go grab some dinner, okay?""Absolutely! My sweet girl!" Milo gazed at Janet with a softness in his eyes, tenderly stroke
"Charles, don't you think you're a bit on edge?" It was not just Sean. Even Noelle thought Charles might be taking things too far.Before long, Charles's phone buzzed to life. He glanced at the caller ID, a smirk playing on his lips, and shook the phone in front of Sean and Noelle. "Talk about perfect timing."Charles swiped to answer the call. "Hello!""Charles, it's me, your uncle!""I know," Charles said with a half-smile. "What's up, Uncle? What's got you calling me out of the blue today?"“Have you got some time tomorrow? Let's catch up! It's been ages since we last hung out, right?" Milo's voice was firm and commanding, even over the phone.Charles's eyes narrowed slightly as he subtly gestured for Sean and Noelle to keep it down. He shifted to a more comfortable spot, lounging back with his phone in one hand while casually holding Noelle's hand in the other, his fingers playing with hers absentmindedly."You're in Brookville, Uncle?" Charles asked, his voice giving nothin
Charles smiled as he pulled Noelle into his arms, using his right arm to cradle Noelle’s arm as he drew comforting strokes along it. “Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. I wouldn’t be doing this if I wasn’t confident in what I had planned!” “Alright!” Noelle nodded. “Are you really going to meet your uncle tomorrow? What did you say he’s here for this time?” “To find out the truth!” Charles sneered. “My uncle is very meticulous, and he never misses a detail in his plans. He’d never trust anyone but himself to execute what is planned, and he’ll only rest easy when he’s the one working on things.” “So, you’ll be meeting him tomorrow just to put his mind at ease?” Noelle asked as she raised an eyebrow. When she saw the surprised look in Charles’ eyes, she could not help but laugh. "Did I get that right?” “You’re brilliant, Nelly. You’re an amazing student,” Charles said as he gently tapped Noelle’s nose and said lovingly, “He won’t be doing anything this time. It doesn’t matter ho
“Alright, alright!” Milo said as he nodded. “You’re a wonderful child!” Charles’ eyes narrowed slightly, a glint appearing in his eyes upon hearing Milo call him a wonderful child. “Uncle Milo, I’m sure you haven’t invited me here just to catch up on old times, have you?” Then, he added, “When did you arrive in Brookville, Uncle?” “You’re so well-connected, I’m sure that news of even the slightest stir in Brookville would have made its way to your ears a long time ago, right?” “That’s an exaggeration, Uncle Milo. Brookville is such a big city. I wouldn’t know everything that goes on first-hand. I would know even less about the inconsequential happenings within the city,” Charles said in response to Milo, hurriedly changing the subject before Milo could respond. “Oh, right. You haven’t gotten the chance to meet my mother and Janet during this trip yet, right?” Milo paused. He had already been feeling agitated before this, and on top of that, Charles had jeered at him. Yet, the t
“You…” Milo’s face turned crimson, and he nearly passed out from anger. He stared unblinking at Charles, his chest heaving as he said, “Charles, I am your uncle! Is this how you speak to your elders?” The corner of Charles’ lips curled upward, and the look in his eyes did not change either. He seemed cool as a cucumber and much calmer than Milo. Charles poured Milo another cup of tea and then pushed it toward him. “Don’t be angry, Uncle Milo. Have some tea to soothe your throat and calm yourself down. It would not do good to have your health suffer because of your temper!” Charles had maintained an attitude of not having a care in the world all this while. Milo held a powerful position, but he had never met anyone as rational as Charles during his previous negotiations. It was obvious the sort of people Charles spoke to were of a different kind to his. Others may have refrained from acting overly audacious before him to show him respect, but that was not the case for Charles, who
“But she didn’t volunteer to get sick. I had no choice myself all those years ago. Besides, Janet is perfectly fine now, and she’s not like her mother. I’ve cared for her for so many years, and have you ever seen her harm anyone?” Milo’s face was pale, and he looked like it was a secret of his that had been revealed. “Besides, you should know that Janet is a kind girl who never means anyone harm.” “Oh?” Charles raised an eyebrow, seemingly still unconvinced. “Either way, she’s still not someone I’d consider. If she’s a younger sister of mine, I’d take good care of her and ensure she never has to worry about her basic needs being met. However, if she harbors any ulterior motive, the Hoffman family would never approve of it, even if I didn’t express any opinion. You thought things to be simpler than they are,” Charles said as he got to his feet, directing his gaze downward to meet Milo’s eyes. “Treat this as a welcome gift from me to you, Uncle. If we ever get the chance to meet again,
“Yes. Milo Baker has been controlling Jace to prevent him from becoming overly powerful.” “Jace’s third uncle, Howard Baker, is also a pretty good piece in the game. You can think about how you would like to make your moves!” Charles said as he pulled his coat on. Then, he gazed at the sky and frowned slightly. "It’s going to rain soon.” Ronald was walking behind Charles and did not know what to say in response to Charles’ last sentence, which had come out of seemingly left field.” Charles, on the other hand, opened the door and got in. Then, he gazed at Ronald, who was still standing rooted at the spot. "Aren’t you going to get in?” “Yes, sir!” Ronald immediately got into the driver’s seat. “Where are we going now, Mr. Hoffman? The office?” “Yes!” Charles responded before he took his phone out and caught sight of the numerous texts he had received. They were all from Noelle, asking him how things were going and reminding him to keep warm because it was cold out. The last m
Sean had never hit a woman before, but at this moment, as he looked at McKenzie, he did not mind making an exception.McKenzie was already shocked that Sean was actually taking action for Liliana, an illegitimate daughter. "Sean, just because your family is rich, you think you can do whatever you want—"Sean let out a chuckle, his tone laced with amusement. "That's exactly what I think. What? You don't like it?"McKenzie was momentarily stunned."It's the survival of the fittest," Sean continued nonchalantly. "If you think it's fine to bully someone weaker like Liliana, then why shouldn't I do the same to you?"His words were so brazen, so outright arrogant, making it crystal clear that he was here to seek justice for Liliana.His overbearing attitude was enough to make people dislike him, but so what?Sean had a point. This world operated on the law of the jungle.Everyone bullied Liliana simply because she was an illegitimate daughter. Even though she carried the Hoffman name
The crowd stiffened, completely unprepared for Sean to actually stand up for the so-called illegitimate daughter."Mr. Smith, that girl is a vixen. She—""Oh? A vixen?" Sean's narrow eyes held a faint smile. "And how exactly do you know that?""I... I...""Did she seduce you? Hmm?" Sean's gaze darkened.There was utter silence."So, it seems like while I wasn't at school, you all just assumed I was dead, huh?" Sean's voice carried a lazy drawl, yet there was an unmistakable sharpness to it. "I hear the school has a new leader?""No, no! That's not true! You're still the boss. You'll always be the boss!"Sean let out a low chuckle and turned to Liliana. "See that? These are the same people who bullied you so fearlessly. It turns out they can be put in their place too. Understand?"Liliana did not fully grasp why Sean was doing this, but she knew that after today, these people would hesitate before hurting her again.Her feelings were complicated. She knew she should be gratefu
Sean twitched the corner of his mouth. "Do I not have a name?"Liliana hesitated, her lips trembling slightly. "M-Mr. Smith."Sean frowned.Liliana immediately sensed his displeasure but had no idea why he was upset, so she dared not speak.Seeing her looking like a frightened little wife as if he had bullied her, Sean sighed impatiently. "What's with all this 'Mr. Smith' nonsense? You're not my staff.""Then...""Just call me by my name. It doesn't matter even if I'm older than you. Think of me as an older brother." Sean did not seem to care much, but his words stirred something deep inside Liliana."I..."Did she say to think of him like an older brother?She did have an older brother—Charles. He was the golden child of the Hoffman family and the future master of the household. He was raised to be exceptional in every way.Even so, she had never dared to look him in the eye, let alone address him as her brother.In her memory, Charles was a cold and distant figure, unappro
The doctor gave Sean a surprised glance, taken aback that the boy could actually read his handwriting and even recognize the names of the medications.However, he quickly changed the prescription.Hearing this, Liliana panicked. "No, there's no need! Just prescribe the regular ones, the normal ones!"She did not have that much money. She had already borrowed the money for her medical expenses from Sean, so she could not afford to let him pay for expensive medication too. "Doctor, my skin is tough. I don't need anything that pricey!"The doctor turned to Sean, who pressed his lips together impatiently."Sit down." His tone carried unmistakable irritation. "Do you even care about your face?""But..." Liliana fidgeted anxiously. "I... don't have that much money.""Did I ask you for money?" Sean was thoroughly exasperated now and stopped looking at her altogether. "Just prescribe it. In fact, give her extra. She looks like she gets hurt often, so give her a dozen boxes while you're
Sean's voice was cold, carrying a maturity that did not match his age. However, his words made Liliana tremble slightly. She pressed her lips together and looked at him.What he said had shaken her. She had never known that she could walk among people with her head held high.Ever since she arrived in Brookville, since she became part of the Hoffmans, she had lived like an invisible person—afraid, self-conscious, and timid. She had spent every day trying to make herself as small and unnoticed as possible.Yet now, Sean was telling her she should hold her head up, that she had done nothing wrong.For as long as she could remember, everyone had pointed at her, calling her mother a homewrecker, a disgrace, a whore, a mistress. And if her mother was that kind of person, then she must be too. However, Sean… Sean had just told her to stand tall.Liliana's eyes welled up with tears.Sean frowned at her, irritated. "What are you crying for?"He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and
Sean looked at Liliana. "Before you leave, shouldn't you at least tell me your name? Otherwise, if you run off, who am I supposed to ask for my money?"Liliana clenched her fists. "I... I...""Sean Smith!""Huh?"Liliana looked up in surprise. Her swollen face made her expression even more pitiful, and the astonishment in her eyes only added to her fragile appearance.Sean's gaze deepened. "That's my name—Sean Smith."Liliana nodded. "I know."Of course, she knew.Ever since he had first saved her, she had memorized his name, his face, and everything about him.She even knew his family background, as well as his academic achievements.Sean's name was legendary at Jadebrook High School—just like her half-brother. He was an untouchable figure, almost mythical.Liliana's eyes dimmed slightly at that thought."What do you know? Now, tell me your name." Sean studied her, noticing how her mood had suddenly shifted again.Liliana hesitated before murmuring, "L-Liliana Hoffman."
Sean had originally planned to take Liliana to the school infirmary, but after seeing the severity of her injuries and considering her current state, he knew that going there would only draw unwanted attention.Instead, he called his driver to take them to the hospital, ensuring she could get a proper examination and treatment.The moment Liliana heard the word hospital, she panicked. "I'm not going!"She reached for the car door, intending to get out, but Sean grabbed her wrist. "You're not going to the hospital? Then where do you plan on going? Look at yourself—you're covered in injuries, and you still don't want to get checked out?"Sean genuinely wondered if this girl was an idiot.She had not fought back when she was being beaten, and now that she was injured, she refused medical care?Even so, Liliana could not afford to think about such things. Her circumstances did not allow her to get sick, let alone go to the hospital.During her years with the Hoffmans, the most impor
Liliana became acutely aware of her own disgrace. She hugged herself tightly, her eyes filled with wariness as she looked at the boy in front of her.Sean suddenly found the situation amusing. "Are you afraid of me?"Liliana did not respond, but the look in her eyes said it all.Raising an eyebrow, Sean noticed her tugging at the tattered remains of her clothing. Without another word, he shrugged off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders. "Do you know where the infirmary is?"She remained silent, and Sean's patience wore thin. "I just saved you. Are you mute?""Thank you," Liliana murmured, then carefully removed the jacket and tried to hand it back. "It'll get dirty."Her voice was small, and her gaze was downcast.She had not forgotten what Sean had said years ago—that she was filthy.Sean's frown deepened, his brows knitting together in irritation. He snatched the jacket back and threw it over her again. "Do you have any idea how terrible you look right now?"Liliana
The girl's face was swollen and bruised, nearly unrecognizable. Her clothes were torn, hanging in tatters, leaving her looking utterly wretched.Sean barely spared her a glance before shifting his gaze away. "A whole group of you bullying a single girl?""That girl is a filthy whore, a homewrecker! We were just—""Shut up!" Jasper shot McKenzie a sharp glare. "Sean is speaking. Who the hell do you think you are to interrupt?"In Jadebrook High School, Sean was like a god.Although he had already completed both middle and high school courses, he was still technically a senior. The school had granted him special privileges due to his exceptional performance, allowing him to attend only when he pleased.He rarely showed up, yet every student feared him.Sean was not someone who sought out trouble or bullied the weak, but if he caught someone doing so, there was no escaping his wrath.Jasper's family had some wealth, but compared to the Smiths, they were nothing. Just recently, his