“Is your head still hurting, Young Master?”
Mark glanced at Regis Lorenzo's pale face through the rearview mirror of the car he was currently driving. It was nearing midnight, and Regis, his boss, showed no intention of returning to his penthouse just yet.
For nearly thirty minutes, Mark had been driving aimlessly at Regis’s request, circling through the city streets to help clear his mind.
Earlier, Mark had received a phone call from Regis, asking to be picked up from Baymoon Restaurant. Mark wasn't sure what had happened to his young master, who was supposed to be attending a matchmaking event arranged by the Lorenzo family's second lady.
"Stop the car, Mark," Regis commanded as they approached the Hudson River's edge.
Ahead of them was a suspension bridge made of sturdy steel, adorned with various lights in beautiful colors and patterns that illuminated much of the southeast Manhattan s
"Forgive me, Bia! I didn’t know something like this would happen. I’m truly sorry.”Amora clasped her hands above her head, bowing deeply in front of her coworker, Biana Curtiz. They were in the storage room of WW Mart, taking a lunch break.Last night, Biana contacted her to inquire about what happened at work. She was very angry with Amora after learning about her dismissal.Even though Amora tried to explain at that time, Biana didn't give her a chance and abruptly ended the call.Amora knows she deserves Biana's resentment, but she needs to apologize and explain directly to her. After all, she was the one who caused Biana to lose one of her valuable jobs.Biana's stoic face stared directly at Amora, who still bowed in remorse. She let out a long sigh. Her eyes had been swollen since this morning.“Is what you said true?” Biana asked, wanting to confirm what she had j
The sun was already high above the Royal Dragon office building. Regis had just finished his meeting with a few of his trusted subordinates.Mark walked alongside him, busy reading Regis's next schedule on his tablet.“This afternoon, you have a meeting with some company executives at the Luxury Hotel. Regarding your accident-damaged car, it was brought to the parking lot of this building this morning. You can check it later.”Regis just nodded. He paused briefly when he reached his office. He remembered the instructions he had given Mark before attending the meeting earlier.With one hand in his pants pocket, Regis turned to Mark and asked, “Did you ask the Baymoon Restaurant to give tips to Miss Curtiz? Have they rehired her?”Mark nodded slightly.Following Regis's orders last night, Mark immediately looked into the woman named Bian
Regis clasped his hands together and looked at Mark with eager anticipation. His intention to get back to work was momentarily put on hold. His sharp eyes fixed on Mark."Go on, what brilliant idea do you have, Mark?" Regis commanded his assistant.Mark cleared his throat awkwardly and spoke cautiously, fearing his suggestion might backfire on him, "Well, you could find someone to pretend to be your partner, Sir. That way, your father might stop pushing you.""Pretend?"Regis was quite surprised by his assistant's suggestion. It was beyond his expectations. However, he thought there might be some truth to what Mark was saying.His father had always been worried about his marriage. Although many women tried to get close to Regis, he dismissed them all.Regis had never thought about a serious relationship leading to marriage. To him, it was better not to be tie
"Young Master, I've registered as a match seeker on the Blind Date App and signed up for VIP membership to keep my identity confidential," reported Mark, now back in Regis's office.Following Regis's orders, he had to register himself as a match seeker. Regis glanced at him briefly after hearing his report.Regis's fingers were still busy scrolling through his phone, reading articles about the accident he was involved in. He hoped to find useful information from the articles but found nothing significant."Continue," Regis ordered indifferently, noticing that his assistant was waiting for a response.Clearing his throat, Mark continued, "As per your instructions, I've filled out the criteria you requested."Mark handed his tablet to Regis and added, "Here is a list of women scheduled for the blind dates from tomorrow afternoon to evening. There are thirty-two in total."One of Regis's eyebrows lifted. He glanced at Mark and said, "Looks like you're quite popular, Mark. I thought you'd
The elevator doors opened. Regis had just arrived at the second basement level, where its top executives parked their cars.His eyes scanned the area, searching for the red metallic Aston Martin he had used seven years ago.His gaze settled on a man in his thirties wiping the windshield of his car. This was Albert Parker, Regis’s personal driver.Regis walked over to him. Albert had been working for Regis since his recovery from the hospital seven years ago.Although Albert was initially hired by Diego to monitor Regis’s movements, his performance had always impressed Regis.Because of this, Albert was especially trusted to take care of and clean every car Regis planned to use.Busy cleaning the rear window and humming a tune, Albert didn’t notice Regis’s presence and was startled when he saw Regis standing beside the car.“Young Master,” Albert stammered, stopping his work.Regis nodded slightly.“Do you need to go somewhere?” Albert asked, puzzled.Usually, Mark would notify him if
Regis stared at the diamond earring in his hand, feeling confused. He was sure he had seen it before, but he couldn't recall who it belonged to.Regis knew that no woman had ever been in the car he was driving. He was a car enthusiast, both then and now, and always treated his vehicles with great care. Some cars were exclusively for his use, including the one he was driving now."Are you alright, Sir?"Albert Parker's voice broke Regis's thoughts. His driver had caught up with him.Regis saw the worried look on Albert's face as he stood by the car."Did you clean this car, Al?" Regis ignored his driver’s question.Albert nodded slightly."Did you see the pair to this earring?" Regis asked, showing the earring to his driver.Albert tilted his head and then shook it firmly. "No, Sir. I just saw it now," he replied honestly.'So, the earring fell here and its pair is somewhere else,' Regis thought.Suddenly, a vague image of the woman who spent the night with him at the Manhattan Hotel s
Biana walked towards the waiting area, her face etched with anger. Her eyes scanned the surroundings for any sign of her ex-boyfriend. But he was nowhere to be seen.All she saw were a few unfamiliar faces.“Where did that jerk go? Did he run away scared?” She thought, feeling more frustrated by the second.Deciding to return to work, Biana was about to leave when a man’s voice stopped her.“Excuse me, are you Miss Curtiz?”Slowly, Biana turned around to face a man who looked older than her. Her expression was confused as their eyes met.She blinked several times, surprised and impressed. The man’s neat and clean suit made him look very handsome. Although Mark didn’t possess the same commanding and masculine charisma as Regis, he was still quite striking, comparable to top-tier actors.Mark always
The corner of Mark's mouth lifted in a mocking smile. "Are you planning to wash your hands of what you've done and throw baseless accusations at me, Miss Curtiz?"Biana shook her head repeatedly in confusion. "Please clarify, Mr. Carter. In what way can you say that I've deceived you? We have never met, let alone known each other!"Now, Mark had his hands on his hips. He couldn't believe he was dealing with such a complicated girl. He only wanted to ensure that the person his boss was looking for wasn't this girl."We've indeed never met or known each other, Miss Curtiz. But what did you do yesterday? Can you tell me if the person working under the name Biana Curtiz yesterday was you?"Biana's face turned pale upon hearing his question. "So... you're really not..."Mark's brow furrowed deeply, staring straight at the girl with various thoughts running through his mind.&nb
"Sit down." Amora's voice snapped Alicia out of her thoughts.Even though she was still reluctant to accept Amora as her sister-in-law, Alicia figured she might actually be useful to her."I want to hear your exciting story. It sounds interesting," Amora said, doubling Alicia's surprise.Alicia had expected Amora to enjoy seeing her get scolded by her brother, but strangely enough, it now felt like Amora was on her side.‘She’s such a weird woman!’ Alicia thought, unable to figure out her sister-in-law's way of thinking."I don't think you need to hear it, my dear wife. You’d probably be shocked if you knew what kind of chaos she caused at school today," Regis said with a smirk, his eyes briefly glancing at his sister."She must be here now to ask for my help cleaning up her mess," Regis added."I'm not," Alicia muttered with a pout."Yeah, sure," Regis scoffed, making Alicia's frown deepen.Amora looked back and forth between the siblings. She could tell Regis cared deeply for his si
Regis ordered his secretary to leave the room, then invited Amora to sit inside his office's lounge area.Seeing the delicious food and drinks set for their lunch today, Amora thought the man must have been looking forward to this meal. Unfortunately, Alicia’s unexpected arrival threw everything off."Wow, are you celebrating something, Big Bro?" Alicia blurted out, clearly surprised by the luxurious spread before her.Just as she was about to settle onto the couch across from Amora, her brother abruptly stopped her movement."Who gave you permission to sit?" Regis snapped."Brother .…"Alicia’s voice turned soft and whiny, her lips forming a small pout. However, her usual tricks had no effect on Regis. He remained expressionless, completely unfazed by her act.Alicia’s gaze flickered toward the tempting food, her stomach growling at the sight. She hadn’t been eating breakfast properly for the past few days—not because the family chef failed to prepare it, but because the atmosphere a
Amora glanced at Alicia briefly. She could see the worry in her husband's younger sister's eyes. The girl looked anxious about the question Regis had asked Amora. Secretly, Amora held back a smile."Just say it, Amora. No need to worry," Regis urged, still interrogating her. His instincts told him there was no way Alicia had done nothing to his wife.Based on what he knew about Alicia, she always caused some kind of trouble every day. Even though their father’s guards had been keeping a close eye on her lately, today she had finally been freed from her punishment. Regis was convinced that his sister had already done something to Amora."Did she say something rude to you?" Regis guessed, making Alicia even more anxious.Alicia thought she had already lost the battle. Her brother clearly wasn’t on her side. She could only curse him in her heart.She assumed Amora would complain to Regis about how she had accused her of being a thief or an intruder, along with all the mischief she had ca
"Brother!"Alicia’s loud voice instantly made Regis look up from his phone. His eyes widened in surprise as he saw Alicia running toward him, only to throw her arms around his neck like a clingy little kid.Regis froze in shock, then quickly ended his phone call. He pushed Alicia’s forehead with his index finger, forcing her to let go."What are you doing here, Alicia?" Regis asked, his gaze sharp and suspicious.He was clearly confused. He had specifically asked his secretary to bring Amora, not Alicia."Huh! You’re not happy to see me?" Alicia pouted, annoyed.Regis didn’t answer. Instead, his attention shifted as he noticed Amora walking in behind Monica."Miss Grant, why did you let someone who has no business here just waltz in like that?" Regis snapped, instantly interrogating Monica.Alicia’s face darkened. She had expected her brother not to welcome her warmly, but she hadn’t thought he would go as far as embarrassing her in front of Amora.She had come here hoping he would ta
"What? Are you scared now?" Alicia teased.She smirked arrogantly as she saw Amora's shocked expression after realizing her identity. She lifted her chin slightly, asserting her status."I don’t think I have anything to be afraid of, Miss Lorenzo," Amora replied, quickly regaining her composure.Alicia clicked her tongue in annoyance. "You haven’t forgotten what you did to my shoes, have you? I haven’t settled the score with you yet!" she snapped.Alicia wasn't about to let go of the grudge she held against Amora. The incident still irritated her to this day.Amora exhaled slowly before responding, "Didn’t I clean them and return them? What more do you want from me?""Leaving them at a café counts as returning them? You said you wanted to apologize sincerely, but what? You're such a liar," Alicia scoffed, pursing her lips in disapproval.Amora had left the shoes at the café with a waiter because she couldn’t afford to wait any longer for Alicia. Thanks to that girl, she had been late
Amora kept her gaze fixed on the girl she was quite familiar with. The girl hadn’t even noticed her presence in the elevator yet."Phew! Good thing it didn't close," The girl muttered, her face glistening with sweat.Her eyes locked onto the elevator panel, confirming that it was headed to the 30th floor, just as she wanted. "Thank you," she said, turning to Amora, who was still staring at her in disbelief.The girl furrowed her brows as she looked at Amora's face. Suddenly, her eyes widened in shock, and she pointed a finger at Amora."W-why are you here?" The girl asked.Amora didn’t answer. Instead, she threw the question back at her. "I should be the one asking you that. How did you get into this elevator?"The girl looked confused. She glanced around, double-checking that she hadn’t entered the wrong place before turning her attention back to Amora."Hey, why are you questioning me? I can go wherever I want! Besides, how did you even get in here? This is the executive elevator!"
Amora had just arrived in front of the Royal Dragon office building. She gazed in awe at the grand structure towering before her. The gleaming glass panels reflected the sunlight so intensely that she had to squint her eyes.This was the first time she had ever set foot in the office where her husband worked. The exterior design exuded luxury, leaving anyone who saw it mesmerized—including Amora herself.Even the Lysander family’s corporate building, which she had visited in the past, was nothing more than a speck of dust compared to Royal Dragon’s skyscraper.Seeing the opulence and grandeur before her, Amora suddenly felt nervous. She had actually wanted to decline Regis’s invitation for lunch at his office, but since he couldn’t leave work today, she had no choice but to comply.‘Just how wealthy is the Lorenzo family?’ Amora wondered, stunned.Her confidence seemed to waver in the face of such overwhelming luxury. Memories of her past struggles resurfaced—how she had applied to se
"Looks like there’s some progress." Estelle teased Amora, who looked flustered in front of her.Amora sighed in annoyance, turning away to avoid her friend's interrogation. “I don’t see anything wrong with us doing it. We’re both adults, after all.”A soft chuckle escaped Estelle’s lips. Once her laughter subsided, she said, “I’m really happy to see how things are going for you, Amora. I truly believe this time, you’ll find happiness with Young Master Lorenzo.”Estelle genuinely meant it. Deep down, she still felt guilty for not being able to help Amora seven years ago. She sincerely hoped Amora would be happy this time. She had endured enough hardship in the past.“Do you realize how much your husband loves you? Even Gino couldn’t believe it. Regis Lorenzo—the man who’s always been indifferent to women—actually fell to his knees for you. You’re amazing, Amora.”Estelle’s praise made Amora smile in amusement. She, too, never expected to end up with a man she once found terrifying.“St
"Ray is coming to the Waverly family's grandchild’s birthday party, right, Amora?" Estelle asked, momentarily diverting Amora's attention from checking her schedule for the next client meeting."Yeah, why?" Amora continued organizing her documents."Lately, Kimmy keeps talking about Ray. I'm getting a headache from hearing about him nonstop, and your son is truly a clone of your husband," Estelle sighed, describing how indifferent Rayden was whenever Kimmy tried to talk to him.Amora gave a small smile. "I'll remind him later. He’s probably just too shy to express himself in front of your daughter," she said, defending Rayden.Amora knew Rayden would never intentionally hurt Kimmy, even though Estelle’s daughter could be quite a handful. As his mother, she understood that Rayden deeply respected and cared for women, regardless of their age."Don't overthink it, Estelle. They don’t have siblings, so maybe Kimmy sees Ray as one. Plus, they go to the same school and are even in the same