AsLongAsTogether: "Give us an explanation, please!"Ethan was controlling three accounts simultaneously, trying to ruin Aria's reputation. Looking at those comments, Georgina gripped the desk, wanting to explain the situation. However, Aria chuckled. She looked directly at the camera. "We won't be treating patients today. Let's do something else."BetterTomorrow: "Stop deflecting! Explain everything!"Aria said slowly, "The name's Ethan Addison, right?"Everyone in the comment-farming company who was currently typing on their keyboards froze, their eyes wide with terror. "Mr. Addison, she—"Ethan paused. He was about to question how Aria knew it was him, but then Aria smirked. "Let me teach the ghostwriters on the other side a lesson. Maliciously defaming other people online can result in imprisonment for up to three years if the circumstances are severe."BetterTomorrow: "Are you okay? Why is someone accused of causing a patient's death lecturing us on laws?"Aria spoke delib
Aria scanned the police officers standing across from her. Something felt profoundly wrong. Standard procedure dictated that officers ask questions, not issue immediate commands. Clearly, these two, along with Carol Dames, were targeting her."We've never prescribed any medicine, officers. We have records of our livestream, and I can show them to you!" explained Georgina, who was panicking as she stood in front of Aria. One of the officers snapped, "Don't touch me! Interfere again, and you're coming with us too! You're running a stream where you give out incorrect medical advice, and you have the audacity to act innocent?"The officers hadn't conducted a single inquiry, yet they were hurling accusations. Heartbound Hall's stream would surely meet its demise if this wasn't dealt with.Aria's gaze darkened. She reassured Georgina and addressed the officers, "You claim to be police officers. I'd like to see your badges and have confirmation that your bodyworn cameras are recording."
Joel hurriedly stepped forward to support Georgina, his gaze on Aria throughout. "Dr. Carver, are you okay?"If Aria had gotten beat up, his superiors would surely castigate him to no end. They'd entrusted him with the responsibility of watching over her, yet this had happened to her. Joel felt bitterness fill his mouth as he racked his brain for how to explain this after returning to Elmer. Aria shook her head. "They claim to be officers who are merely doing their jobs.""Police officers, you say? Where are your badges?" Joel turned his gaze toward the uniforms both officers were wearing. The officers didn't take the short and portly Joel, who had arrived on an electric motorcycle seriously. One of them said, "This isn't your place to speak on her behalf, so stand aside!"No one had ever dared to speak to Joel that way during his many years in the workforce. "What's your name?""Do you not understand human language?" The other officer rudely brandished the electric baton he
Lucas reacted differently. He'd served in the army before. With his relatively young age—just in his late 30s—he had come to Southbury to gain more experience. He didn't expect to encounter such a situation in this modest alley, but he wasn't panicking. He even saw this as an opportunity to learn about the internal workings of Southbury, so he kept silent throughout.He could only be so calm because of his position in the city hall, which gave him some confidence. What surprised him was the disregard exhibited by Aria; it was as if nothing could affect her."I can come with you, sure." Aria was still smiling, almost evilly. "But take her with you too."She tilted her chin up somewhat, and her gaze fell on Carol, who was trying to sneak away. The police officers looked at each other in confusion. The officer who'd called for reinforcements hadn't mentioned Carol at all. Aria bit on her candy. "What? Do you do things differently based on who you're dealing with? There are 100,00
"Yes, Chief Thompson. I've committed everything you said to memory—only the two of us will know about this. I won't keep you any longer, Chief Thompson. Thank you, thank you!" Karen ended the call with a grin on her face and headed to Kent Group excitedly.Marshall was surprised to learn the news. "Did the country bumpkins she calls relatives really assault a police officer?""I know, right? And they were very arrogant about it." Karen found the situation laughable. "They must have no basic legal knowledge at all."Karen need not worry now. She had already arranged everything, meaning Aria would probably receive a sentence. She had only wanted Aria to suffer. However, things got blown out of proportion. Aria would likely face jail time.Marshall considered it for a while. "Tell Chief Thompson not to overdo it. The authorities are meticulous when it comes to background checks. Just ensure that she has a criminal record so that we can take the streaming account from her. Nothing mo
Aria stated, "The law mandates that a violent or coercive interrogation can lead to imprisonment for up to three years or criminal detention."Sherman's gaze snapped toward Aria. Aria casually added, "I advise you not to act rashly."Sherman was surprised. "Do you possess legal knowledge?""Typically, interrogations require two officers," Aria explained. "One takes notes while the other questions the suspect." She locked eyes with him. "You're alone. Haven't you considered the consequences if something goes wrong?"Aria seemed able to bewitch him with his voice and her persuasiveness. Sherman was already wavering. He'd been briefed on the case beforehand. The suspects were arrested by auxiliary police officers, whose bodyworn cameras inexplicably remained off the entire time.It was illegal, but one of them was a distant relative of Kreil Thompson, the chief of Waterfront Police Station. Aria wasn't wrong. If anything happened, he would bear the brunt of it due to his role a
A big group of people were waiting in the city hall's lobby. Lucas was not the average secretary one might see around, not to mention how he was a member of the Murray family. Everyone who knew enough would know what that name entailed. Almost everyone from all departments of the city hall was present, waiting for their new head to start a meeting. Even the streets seemed tidier these past two days.Time stretched on, but no official car arrived. Frances Yaeger, however, remained unfazed. He had refilled his thermal flask with a fresh brew of tea several times as he waited. Finally, a car pulled up, but it was speeding, which was completely out of character for Lucas' usual driving style.Confusion creased Frances' brow as the driver emerged. "Excuse me," the man addressed the crowd, "is Frances Yaeger here?""Yes, that's me. Is there anything you need with? You can take your time explaining." Frances recognized him. "Aren't you Mr. Murray's bodyguard?" Even though Frances c
Waterfront Police Station would indeed be capable of such actions. While they wouldn't risk it for major crimes, minor cases like Aria's could be a source of easy money.After Sherman left, another officer entered. This officer, a man named Larson Tanner, was slippery and thus more difficult to deal with. He paid the other two men present no heed, merely saying to Aria, "Streamers like you should also follow the rules and obey the laws. "Have you seen any famous doctors treat patients online? The Short family has the best doctors in Southbury, yet they'd never disregard other human lives like you!"Aria said coolly, "The biggest hospitals in the country, as well as the hospitals for the military, have already started their telehealth operations a long time ago. The doctors who treat patients online are also experts from various departments. "This is so patients won't need to travel to and from the hospitals, thus saving unnecessary costs. The Short family hasn't started to treat
Priscilla twirled her long hair and took a sip of her coffee. "I didn't have much confidence back then. I always followed you, never daring to try things on my own. It's only now, after trying for myself, that I've realized some things."She added, "Opening a medispa has always been my dream, and that's how it all started. Now, all the wealthy women in Ludwiten come to me for fillers and anti-aging treatments. If you're interested, you should come by. I can even fix your nose a little."Priscilla smiled. However, her smile was a little off, perhaps from a recent treatment. She pressed her fingers to her eyes. "I can't smile too much, or I'll get wrinkles. I envy your flawless, youthful face, Fiona. What's your secret?""Probably just staying indoors and avoiding the sun," Fiona replied, carefully omitting the fact that her soul had entered a manifestation.Priscilla's expression darkened, her voice tinged with frustration. "It's all Owen's fault! How could he be so cruel? You're no
Leon typed so quickly that Aria suspected it was a result of his experience arguing with his online haters. Aria couldn't get a word in as Leon flooded the entire group chat. She was speechless—his typing was even faster than a hacker like her. Celebrity Carver: "I'm worried about Aria. I should have gone on the train too!"Aria freed one hand to reply, "No need to worry. Fergus is with me."Celebrity Carver: "Fergus has never been in a relationship himself. What does he know?"Boss Carver: "Leon, aren't you getting too full of yourself lately?"Leon kept his head down, continuing to type. He was filled with worry for Aria.Unbeknownst to anyone, a mysterious person watched Leon with intense focus. The gaze was unsettling as if the person were ready to explode with hatred at any moment.The person only looked away when Leon entered the VIP lounge. Then, they went to the washroom, and standing before the mirror, revealed an eerie smile. There was no rush. After all, there wo
Their positions were reversed in an instant.Landon was pinned down, a few stray strands of hair falling over his face. His long, dark eyelashes gave him a somewhat coy expression. Aria, on the other hand, appeared dominant, with one hand pressing down on his wrist and the other on his shoulder. This was the scene the attendant walked in on. She cleared her throat slightly before speaking, "Sir, here are your fruits."The attendant's voice caught the attention of Fergus, who was seated in the last row. He put down his tablet and glanced over. What he saw was Aria playfully pressing down on Landon's wrist. Fergus couldn't help but rub his temples, unsure how to express his current feelings.When Leon mentioned that Aria was pursuing Landon, Fergus hadn't thought much of it. However, seeing for himself, he could only think of ways to keep Landon around for Aria.But Aria couldn't be too forward as they weren't married yet. At the thought of that, Fergus deliberately coughed.
It was the first time Aria had ever felt this way. The sensation made her dizzy, yet she couldn't get enough of it. Every inch of her mouth was filled with Landon's scent, and his fingers felt astonishingly hot. The sounds around them faded, leaving only the rumble of the train as it passed through the tunnel. There was an undeniable closeness between them. His soft kisses and teasing bites on her lips made her feel a little lightheaded. With her eyes covered, Aria instinctively sought something to steady herself. The rhythmic thump of his heartbeat echoed in her ears, its force making escape seem impossible. His kiss, commanding and intense, contrasted sharply with his calm demeanor. It seemed as though he was determined to pull her deeper into his embrace. Yet, despite the overwhelming sensation, Aria couldn't bring herself to resent it. Instead, she found herself surrendering to it. The sounds around them slowly returned as they emerged from the long tunnel, light creepi
Landon raised his hand and spoke calmly before ending the call. "Go and tell your boss that only Farshyans can manage the Chamber of Commerce."When Westin tried calling back, no one answered. For years, foreigners had enjoyed preferential treatment in Farshya. As Westin mentioned, some universities favored foreign students, offering them special care. Foreigners received priority access to events, complimentary ice cream, and exclusive show tickets at car exhibitions. Many Farshyans were thrilled just to exchange a few words with them.Westin's best friend even had a Farshyan girlfriend who was utterly devoted to him. She tolerated their insults with a smile as long as he promised to take her abroad and secure her permanent residency.This sense of entitlement made foreigners like Westin feel superior to the locals. Westin, in particular, had been flattered by Farshyan businessmen for so long that he'd never experienced such outright rejection.Other suppliers and port officia
Despite the shifting tides, some stubborn members of the Chamber of Commerce clung to their cunning ways, refusing to yield.Previously, Westin had assumed that his target, known for being money-obsessed, would agree without much resistance. But upon arriving, he found himself drinking far more than discussing business.Two days and a relentless hangover later, Westin realized he'd been played. That wily old man! Refocusing his attention on the task at hand, Westin addressed the screen with renewed determination. "Mr. York, it's not just Ludwiten's companies interested in partnering with us. Even the Wagner family from Janovin is eager to collaborate. "If there's something holding you back, let me know. But remember, opportunities don't wait. I urge you to reconsider—going solo carries significant risks."As Westin spoke, Landon listened calmly, his expression unchanging. He even shifted slightly to make Aria more comfortable in her seat. Nearby, an attendant whispered with a
Aria lay on her side, with Landon seated on her right. She wondered if the York family would grow uneasy about his prolonged absence from home. Landon was clearly in the middle of a meeting. His deep, pleasant voice carried a hypnotic quality, occasionally interspersed with authentic Nobeetan phrases. He spoke so softly that those further away would struggle to hear him, yet his tone was laced with an understated menace that no one could ignore.The person on the other end of the meeting dared not contradict him. Landon's calm demeanor masked a chilling authority. He wasn't the kind of superior who exploded with anger—those were predictable. The truly terrifying ones were those whose moods were inscrutable and whose actions were ruthlessly decisive."We won't pursue a joint venture then. The York Group will proceed independently." Landon chuckled before continuing politely, "Let me remind you, this is Farshya—not the early days when we were inexperienced and desperate for capital.
At first glance, Kael's youthful face and wide, innocent smile made him look like a naïve fresh graduate. Yet, Aria knew better—beneath that façade was someone exceptionally skilled at navigating the intricate social dynamics of aristocratic families. "Mr. Warsaw has truly entrusted me with his most valuable apprentice," Aria said with a soft chuckle.Kael, ever attentive, refused to let her carry any luggage. "Mr. Warsaw feels more at ease knowing I'm with you. I'll take good care of you when we reach Ludwiten. You've been too exhausted lately."Watching Kael's efficiency, Fergus realized the extent of Stephen's meticulous planning. Kael handled matters with a precision that even surpassed Fergus' own assistant."Ludwiten is complicated. Whatever you do, prioritize your safety," Warren had warned them before their departure. For Warren, nothing was more important than the safety of his grandchildren. The world of high-stakes investments was fraught with hidden dangers. One miss
Those weighed down by darkness find no rest at night.An old cottage in Ludwiten stood cloaked in shadows, its walls overrun with vines and its history etched into the crumbling façade. The oak tree outside swayed in the moonlight, its rustling leaves carrying an eerie whisper that seemed to pierce the silence."Sir, I don't understand why you're hesitating. If we could seize the Carver family's fortune, why not do the same to the Grishams?" The speaker was wearing a black cloak that obscured his face. "We've successfully fooled Mrs. Kincaid, and everything is in place. The saintess is growing impatient—so why are you still hesitating?"The old man responded with a scoff, his cough rasping through the veil of white fabric that shrouded him. "Your flawed information caused me to miscalculate the Carver family's fate. And now you dare to rush me?"The cloaked figure flinched, his fear evident. "You've misunderstood, sir. I meant no disrespect. It's just... opportunities like this are