Landon straightened up, offering a genuine smile. "Okay," he said. Their interaction felt natural. It was like they were old friends catching up. However, Solo couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about the vibe. Plus, he'd never seen Landon act like this with anyone—he seemed to be flirting with Aria. It was quite rare to witness Landon behaving that way. One would find it difficult to take their eyes off Landon when he tugged at his collar, smilingly under the locust tree.A wild thought struck Solo. Could Landon be falling for Aria? He didn't dare dwell on it, though, and kept his gaze downcast.Meanwhile, Georgina had finished boiling water and called them over to cook some herbs. Georgina was happy that Aria's friends were staying over for dinner. While pondering what else to buy for dinner, she headed out with Sarah. This time, Sam joined them.Aria turned up the heat in the treatment room and asked Landon to lie down while she researched something onlin
Frank didn't bring Aria to the hospital nearby but to the Caesar Hotel located in the city center. However, they encountered quite a jam along the way.Frantic, Frank kept craning his neck, the bumper-to-bumper traffic a growing source of his anxiety. Aria leaned back in her seat and spoke calmly, "Frank, don't get too worked up. Tell me about the patient's condition.""It's not an illness. She just suddenly fainted. I didn't get to see her," Frank said, glancing at the driver before lowering his voice. "The patient has been weak since childhood and suffers from anemia. Though adopted by the Carvers, Mr. Carver Senior sees her as his granddaughter due to a resemblance to his long-lost granddaughter. Be careful with your words when you meet her." Aria responded casually, "Wasn't Ms. Carver missing since childhood? How could they determine they look alike?"Frank let out a weary sigh. "There were childhood photos," he began, "and it turns out she'd been abducted too. When I was lo
Karen nodded eagerly, urging everyone to try the desserts. However, her gaze remained fixed on the young woman. She couldn't help but wonder just how wealthy the young woman was to lead such a lavish lifestyle.While they were affluent themselves, there existed a disparity among the wealthy. For instance, they might splurge on Hermès bags worth tens of thousands, but they would only purchase three at most and rotate between them. In contrast, the young woman seemed unconcerned about her expenditure.The young woman comfortably sank into her seat, while the first woman to enter seemed to be her lady's maid. "Ms. Carver, what would you like to eat? I'll have them prepare it."Mindy Carver's voice was gentle. "Dorothy, please sit. There's no need for you to always attend to me.""How can I do that? It's my duty to take care of you," replied Dorothy Morris, the middle-aged lady's maid, with unwavering responsibility. Mindy couldn't dissuade her, so she decided to place an order.
Frank froze. "Aria, it's nothing serious, right?"Aria withdrew her hand. "Relax. Just be mindful of your diet and sleep habits. Most importantly, schedule a check-up at the hospital. It's treatable."Frank had come seeking help from Aria for Mindy. He hadn't anticipated needing treatment himself. Aria stood there, a paradox of coolness and unexpected beauty. She had swapped into a black hoodie before leaving, the garment hugging her curves and revealing a sliver of toned legs. Her cascading hair framed her slender, pale neck. Aria wore a countenance of indifference, tinged with a hint of danger. The moment Dorothy laid eyes on Aria, an immediate dislike flared within her. She found her beauty too intimidating.Approaching them, the bodyguard said, "She's Dr. Genius. Please inform her of Ms. Carver's symptoms." Dorothy smiled. "May I know your name?"As she assessed Aria, Dorothy struggled to conceal her disdain.Despite knowing Warren's decision to stay back after meeting
Aria straightened up, ignoring Dorothy. She grabbed her black bag and stood there with a cool and aloof demeanor. "Frank, let's go. No need to deal with people like them."Frank, on the verge of a heart attack, stammered, "Aria, please listen. That woman doesn't represent the entire Carver family. You—""Mr. Levin." Suddenly, a gentle yet elegant voice interrupted from a distance. Dorothy immediately adopted a respectful demeanor. "Ms. Carver, why are you here?"Mindy, with her flowy dress and graceful demeanor, looked ethereal. Her long, fair hair was elegantly pinned to one side with a diamond clip, and her face had a notably pale complexion that tugged at one's heartstrings. "What do you mean by that?" Mindy asked, her voice soft yet firm. "The Carver family raised me, and I intend to repay their kindness when I have the opportunity."Dorothy shot a glare at Frank, irked by his verbosity.Frank didn't hold back. "Ms. Carver, I'm merely explaining to Dr. Genius. After all, t
Dorothy stomped on her feet. "How arrogant! Who does she think she is?"Mindy furrowed her brows and grabbed Dorothy's arm. "Dorothy."Dorothy seemed intimidated and muttered, "I just think that brat doesn't know what's best for her. Ms. Carver, you've already apologized to her in front of everyone, yet she refuses to accept it."After Aria left, Frank could no longer contain his anger. "You're the one who doesn't know what's best for you! Anyone who wants my position can have it. I resign! I can't keep cleaning up after your mistakes. Why did you summon a doctor if you're not even ill? Are you just playing games?"There was a glint in Mindy's eyes at Frank's words. "Mr. Levin, please calm down. It's not worth losing your job over a doctor.""Not worth it? Ms. Carver, do you realize how highly your grandfather regards her? In fact, you should be the one to break the news to him. Dr. Genius isn't kidding. She won't change her mind about not treating your family." Frank seemed fearl
"I don't care what you do; just make sure I don't see her in Southbury anymore!" Karen angrily terminated the call, disgust evident in her eyes. She hadn't intended for things to escalate to this level. After all, Aria was someone Karen had raised. She couldn't bring herself to be so cruel to her.Regardless, it was Aria who refused to stay away from her!Suddenly, Karen recalled something and sent a text message. …As Aria parked her vehicle, the sun had already dipped below the horizon, cloaking Clearwater Alley in darkness. Back then, the functionality of the streetlights wouldn't have fazed her in the slightest. Unbeknownst to her, a few figures had followed her into the shadows that evening. Aria carried a black bag and had a half smile on her face. The half-smile didn't quite reach her eyes, hinting at a deeper emotion beneath the surface indifference. Suddenly, a tall figure emerged from the shadows at the corner, bathed in the faint glow of the second working streetlig
It couldn't be anyone from her past. Aria had meticulously hidden her identity. Whoever had followed her there had struck a nerve, especially considering her grandmother lived there.The thug's voice wavered with fear as he spoke. "I-I honestly don't know. Please, I beg you. We just take odd jobs. We'll do anything for money. I swear, I don't know who ordered us here!" The guy's speech was all jumbled up, barely making any sense. Aria, however, wasn't buying it. "Illicit work, is that it?" The thug hesitated, glancing nervously at his leader sprawled on the ground. Aria saw that and casually planted her black boot on the man's hand. A yelp of pain erupted as he curled into a fetal position."Yes, yes, alright!" he conceded through gritted teeth. "We do illicit work!"Aria released her foot, her gaze turning to the pale-faced man. "You seem to be in charge here. Tell me more about this job.""They wanted us to force you out of Southbury, no matter what. Think about who you mig
Ordinary people understood the harshness of reality. Brent, having lived in poverty for most of his life, had been looked down on more times than he could count.Poor people like them could die unnoticed at home, and no one would care, let alone offer help without expecting something in return.If something really happened to Eden, Brent doubted he and his wife could do anything to save her. Judy was a prime example. Her father, Alec Lanez, had even given up selling bread just to look for her.Every time Alec went to the school, he was met with the same cold response."It has nothing to do with us. Your daughter ran away and refuses to acknowledge you. So why are you coming here? Peasants like you should know your place. Without us, people like you could only dream of going overseas. How filthy!"Brent had heard the school's representative say those exact words when he accompanied Alec. Both of them could only stand there, humiliated and speechless.Alec's back was sore from how m
Eden immediately opened the windows after hearing that. "Did Ms. Carver send you here? Is she in any danger? I'm really worried about her. Should I call the police? I'd feel horrible if anything happened to her."Weston remained calm and indifferent. "Calling the police will only make them suspicious. My boss is amazing, and there's nothing she can't handle. She has a plan. Right now, my priority is to bring all of you to Heartbound Hall in Janovin so your grandfather can receive treatment."The respect in Weston's voice when he spoke of Aria was unmistakable."Pack up your things and come with me," Weston ordered.Their team had already checked the surroundings and ensured nothing would go wrong. Anyone watching would think Eden's grandparents were simply collecting bottles and preparing lunch as usual, not leaving the house until the afternoon.Without wasting time, Weston picked up the elderly couple's luggage. His most important task now was to get Eden and her grandparents to
"We followed the address, so this must be the place. Sir, isn't that the girl?" It was the same group of people as before. After failing their last mission because of Aria, they were being extra cautious this time."We can't afford any more mistakes. Treat her kindly so that she won't suspect anything.""Yes, sir."When they saw a young woman in a school uniform appear right on time, they were convinced she was the right person. After all, Aria looked exactly like Eden.They rolled down the car window and waved. "Ms. Bohmer, over here."Aria looked up and recognized several familiar faces. She grabbed her bag and walked toward the car."Ms. Bohmer, we meet again," The driver greeted Aria warmly. "Let's go."The team had prepared for a difficult encounter. They'd even been authorized to use force if necessary, as long as they avoided surveillance cameras. But to their surprise, Aria simply opened the car door and got in without resistance.Aria glanced at their puzzled expression
The aged voice was filled with indifference. "It seems like she reached a dead end."Amos sneered. "I don't understand why these peasants like staying in the city. Still, it's fortunate for us. Otherwise, it'd be hard to get our hands on them.""Amos," the person cut in sharply, as if reminding him of his place.Amos only dared to speak so harshly when no one was around. If word got out, his image as the perfect secretary would be ruined.He quickly calmed down and fell silent. The caller didn't press the matter, simply saying, "You need to change the way you speak and act from now on."Since she's already agreed, give her the money. Don't treat her requests as a nuisance. The more requests they make, the less likely they are to cause trouble later."After picking her up tomorrow, send a few men to check if her grandparents need any help. Make sure everything is done properly."Amos nodded. "I understand. You always see the bigger picture. We'll continue looking after them."Poo
"I promise it won't happen again!" To an outsider, it might've sounded like Amos was talking about the cafeteria mishap. But the truth was much darker. What Amos really meant was that incidents like this could continue, just never publicly. Once the media's attention died down, they could go back to doing whatever they pleased. But for now, the performance had to be flawless.The man on the other end of the call seemed satisfied. Though his voice was flat and monotonous, there was a noticeable shift; it was now less stern."She's been manipulating the stock market," he said. "It's caused major damage to several of Luwditen's corporations. We can't let her walk free."Amos removed his glasses, a grim look on his face. "That's exactly what I told the Securities Regulatory Department. It doesn't matter who comes to plead on her behalf. Even if she's the late Mr. Barron's heir, she has to face the law."She's confessed. No one's going to let her off the hook now. You know what jail'
At first, Eden didn't understand what Aria meant. But as night fell, Aria lowered her head and started fumbling with something. When she looked up again, Eden was stunned—Aria looked exactly like her.Eden's eyes widened in disbelief. She'd only seen something like this in movies. But now, it was unfolding right in front of her. So there really was such a flawless disguise technique in the world."Aria, you…""Since I'm using your identity, I have to be you," Aria said with a soft tug of her mask, smiling. She had always been bold, yet precise. Working in the Special Missions Unit meant secrecy was second nature to her—this part was routine."Stay home and rest tonight. I'll leave first thing in the morning. Once I'm gone and the coast is clear, take your grandparents and leave."Eden opened her mouth, unsure of how to respond. She didn't even know when the people watching them would leave."My team will come get you," Aria reassured her. "What's important is that your grandparent
Eden nodded. "Okay. I'll do as you say, Aria."She sent the text just like Aria instructed. Moments later, her teacher replied—everything had been arranged. A car would pick her up from home. There was no need to return to school.A cold shiver ran down Eden's spine. They knew where she lived. They'd been watching all along. Not just the school—they were everywhere.Eden didn't linger at school. Outside the entrance, the main topic of conversation was the officials' arrival for an investigation and the school's public exposure.Everyone knew the cafeteria was a mess. Students had complained countless times, but each time inspectors came, the food improved just long enough to pass the checks. Then it would all revert. It had become the norm—something they were forced to accept.Eden was no different. She just wanted to get home. She needed to see her grandparents. She feared something might happen to them next.Every step on the way home, she stayed alert, scanning her surroundings
Eden listened closely, her brow furrowing. Her teacher wasn't speaking Farshyan. School was no longer a safe place, and Eden didn't know who she could trust. Her classmates were too caught up in mocking Aria to notice anything was wrong, all assuming Eden was lucky to have been chosen.She considered calling the police, picking up her phone, but then paused. What could she even say? That there was a mole at school? Her face turned pale as she remembered how close the principal was to influential people. The authorities might not believe her, or worse, they might be involved.Despite the headlines claiming Aria had been arrested, Eden felt a spark of hope. Aria had promised she'd show up if Eden ever needed her. Taking a deep breath, Eden dialed the number Aria had given her.She didn't expect anyone to answer. But then came a cool, familiar voice. "Eden? What's wrong? Did someone give you trouble again?"Eden's heart soared. "You're not arrested! The news is fake, isn't it? I knew
Lucas gave Amos a sidelong glance. "In that case, let's do as Mr. Lune suggested—punish everyone involved."Announce to the public that Oakvale Academy will be used as a test case. We'll be conducting surprise inspections in all middle and high schools."As for why Mr. Kelsey encountered two completely different scenes during his visits—well, that's easy to explain." Lucas' gaze swept across the room. "Someone tipped off the school before your visit. If any other school received advance notice, every one of you will be under scrutiny."Though Lucas spoke with a smile, none of the seven present—including the three officials—could return it. The smile, in this context, was more chilling than rage. This was a warning. Amos, in particular, felt deeply unsettled. He had come intending to redirect Lucas' attention away from Oakvale Academy. Instead, the incident had blown up. With public attention turning toward the school, transferring Eden would soon become impossible.Still, Amo