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
"Amora, this is really bad!""What do you mean, Biana?"Amora frowned. She glanced at Rayden for a moment. They were sitting on the bed together, as Amora had intended to read a book to her son.Not wanting Rayden to hear their conversation, Amora signaled for her son to step out of the room for a bit.Once he was outside, Amora continued her conversation with Biana on the phone."What’s wrong, Biana? You said someone? An assistant from Royal Dragon is looking for me?" Amora asked, confused."Yes. And do you know who sent the $500 tip? It was him!" Biana shouted, forcing Amora to hold the phone away from her ear for a moment.Amora tried to process everything Biana was saying, including the misunderstanding between them. She wasn't too surprised as she had suspected it from the beginning.'So now he's sending hi
“Oh my gosh, it's already this late.”Amora glanced at the clock showing half past four in the morning. She quickly removed her apron, changed her clothes, and walked towards her son’s room.She carefully grabbed the door handle to Rayden’s room. The room was still very dark as dawn had not yet broken.Only a night light provided minimal illumination in the boy's room. Amora sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroked her son's hair, and smiled softly.Her gentle touch woke Rayden. “Mom, are you leaving already?” Rayden asked while rubbing his eyes. The boy was used to his mother’s routine.Amora nodded slightly. “I’ve prepared your breakfast on the dining table. You just need to put it in the microwave or ask Mrs. Adams to warm it up.”Rayden nodded drowsily on the bed. His mother had given a spare key to Emma so she could come over anytime to pick him up when it was time to go to school.A small smile appeared on Amora's lips whenever she saw her son's adorable behavior. “Alright, I
"Perfect!"A broad smile adorned Amora's face as she gazed at the newly arranged products on one of the display shelves. She pushed the empty trolley into storage, and she saw Biana organizing some newly arrived items."Bia, anything I can help with?" Amora asked the girl."No, it's fine, Amora. I'm almost done here," Biana replied, counting and jotting down the items on a small piece of paper.Amora nodded slightly and headed towards a special rack for storing employees' belongings at WW Mart. She retrieved her backpack from there."Oh, by the way, how about last night? Did that man continue questioning you?" Amora asked, settling into an empty chair in the storage room.Biana glanced briefly and replied, "No. He left shortly after I called you."Amora was taken aback. She was quite surprised by Biana's short response. She had felt guilt
"Mr. Carter, do you have any ideal criteria for a woman? Do you think ... I deserve to be your life partner?"A young woman dressed provocatively with a daring neckline gave Mark Carter an audacious stare. As Regis' assistant, Mark had maintained a neutral expression, his eyes scrutinizing the blind date candidate in front of him.He could tell she was seeking his attention, throwing flirtatious smiles his way. However, Mark remained unmoved by her attempts."I don't have any specific criteria, Miss Clarkson. I'm simply looking for someone who can mutually benefit both parties," Mark replied, straightforward about his intentions in attending the blind date event."Oh really? I admire men with principles. I think ... you might be the ideal man I've been looking for, Mr. Carter," she said, her tone teasing.Her hand reached for one of Mark's hands casually resting on the cafe table
"You're ten minutes late from our appointment time, Miss Lysander."A middle-aged man glanced at his expensive watch and then looked at Amora, who had just landed herself on the plush sofa directly across from him.A luxurious red rose was pinned to the man's suit lapel. It was intentionally prepared so his blind date, Amora Lysander, could recognize him.Amora immediately met the man's gaze, noticing his subtly emotional expression toward her. His tone of voice carried a hint of sarcasm."I apologize for keeping you waiting, Sir," Amora reluctantly admitted her fault.Amora knew her lateness was worthy of criticism, but she had never intended to honor this blind date from the start. If not for the thought of the penalty she'd incur from her matchmaking partner, she wouldn't have shown up at the café.Earlier, Amora had intended to ask Emma Adams and her son about this matchmaking issue. However, she didn't have enough time to return home.With a heavy heart, Amora met the stranger wh
Seeing his wife’s confused expression, Regis suppressed a smile.“Are you playing tricks on me?” Amora asked, narrowing her eyes sharply.“No,” Regis replied with a small shake of his head. Then he added, “But earlier, you were mumbling in your sleep and called me ‘Oddie.’”Amora’s jaw nearly dropped in shock. She immediately looked away, guilt written all over her face. Her reaction only fueled Regis’s suspicion.Clearing his throat, Regis continued, “And … you hugged me because you were cold.”Amora was stunned again. She couldn’t believe she had said and done such reckless things while unconscious.Regis then recounted what had happened two hours earlier. He had just finished his bath and was ready to sleep, choosing to lie down next to Amora.But as soon as he settled beside her, Amora started mumbling, “Oddie…”Regis’s brows furrowed instantly, his expression darkening as she uttered the name of some mysterious “man” in her sleep.“Damn it! Who the hell is Oddie?” he muttered ang
Regis’ gentle voice was like a balm, easing Amora’s fear and replacing it with the warmth of his embrace. It was as if her anxiety had magically melted away.But then it hit her. Amora realized what she had done in the spur of the moment—clinging to her husband like this.“Oh no... why am I hugging him? This is so embarrassing!” Amora thought, mortified.To make matters worse, her face was resting against his broad chest. Regis was only wearing a bathrobe, and though the situation was awkward, Amora couldn’t deny his scent's comfort.Amora blinked repeatedly as she caught the rhythmic sound of a heartbeat in her ear.“Wait … is this my heartbeat or… his?” Amora wondered, her own pulse racing so fast it was hard to tell the difference.“How are you feeling now, Amora?”Regis’ voice snapped Amora out of her thoughts. She quickly pulled away, tilting her head up to meet his gaze with an unmistakable nervousness.“I—I’m feeling better. Thank you,” Amora murmured.“Really?” Regis’ face sti
“Ugh...” A faint groan escaped Amora’s lips. Slowly, her eyelids fluttered open, revealing her clear hazel eyes. But within seconds, her eyes squeezed shut again, shocked by the bright, piercing light flooding the room. She tried opening them again, this time cautiously, adjusting to her surroundings bit by bit. 'Where... am I?' she wondered, trying to piece together what was happening. Her pale lips twisted in pain as a pounding headache hammered her senses, leaving her helpless. Her tongue felt heavy, as though she’d lost the ability to speak, think, or do anything. Even moving a single finger felt impossible. She was utterly powerless, a lingering effect of the sedative still coursing through her system. 'What happened to me?' Amora cradled her head in her hands, struggling to recall the events leading up to this moment. Like fragmented movie clips playing out in her mind, flashes of what had occurred started to come back to her. 'Someone tried to hurt me!' Amor
Mark let out a long sigh. Biana's stubbornness was enough to frustrate him today. Yet, he still had to get her to leave, no matter what. “Miss Curtiz, even if you stay here, there’s nothing more you can do, is there? I hope you understand—it’s late now. You heard the doctor yourself earlier. She’s only asleep because of the sedatives. So there’s no need to worry anymore.” Biana’s sharp eyes stayed fixed on Mark. “But I can’t just leave her here alone. What if someone tries to harm her?” “Miss Curtiz .,.,” Mark exhaled wearily before continuing, “My Young Master will also be staying in this room tonight. He’ll take care of her. So ... just trust him with this.” Biana scoffed. “He’s the last person I’d trust. If he were trustworthy, Amora wouldn’t have ended up like this in the first place,” she snapped coldly. “This wasn’t within Young Master Lorenzo’s control either, Miss Curtiz,” Mark defended his boss, but his words only made Biana even angrier. “Miss Curtiz, thank you for you
"Give them an experience they’ll never forget for the rest of their lives," Regis instructed Albert over the phone.Regis’s face was cold, but he couldn’t deny that he felt satisfied with Albert’s performance in handling the task he had been given.His gaze drifted toward the night sky outside the large glass window that stretched up to the ceiling of the room. He was in the same hotel where the Rowan family engagement event had just taken place.Regis had deliberately chosen not to return to his penthouse. He didn’t want to make his son worry if he saw Amora, unconscious again. So, he decided to book a hotel room to wait for Amora to wake up from the drug-induced state."Once you’ve handled everything, come back and rest," Regis said, ending his conversation with Albert.After hanging up, Regis turned to Mark, who was standing behind him. "Has Dr. Blair left?" he asked his personal assistant.Earlier, Regis had asked Mark to contact a doctor he knew to check on Amora. He was concerne
"Mommy ...." Billie Baker was still crying.The boy only heard the mocking call to his mother, unable to understand what was happening in front of his eyes. Especially since his mother had no intention of offering him a hug to calm him down.Most people felt sympathy for Billie, the innocent child who had become a victim of his parents' selfishness.Estelle asked Gino to take the boy out of the room. She didn’t want him to witness any more of Chelsea’s wrongdoings.The video call from Andrew Baker had ended. Albert had disconnected the call after the man completed his mission.Meanwhile, Gilbert Rowan, who had heard all the terrible things about his fiancée, stood frozen. The man was completely in shock."Chelsea, is everything he said true?" Gilbert Rowan hissed, feeling incredibly foolish for being deceived by his fiancée.Now, Gilbert understood why Chelsea had been in such a rush to get engaged to him; she must have had an ulterior motive. He suspected that the woman was after the
“How’s it going, Chelsea? It looks like your life’s gotten so much better after leaving me.”The voice of Andrew Baker, Chelsea’s ex-boyfriend, echoed across the room. A disheveled man with a face scarred from burns, his sudden appearance left everyone stunned.“You’re really something, Chelsea. Living happily with another man after leaving me like this. Bravo.”Andrew’s words stirred an uproar in the room.“No! Please, this isn’t true. Don’t listen to him!”Chelsea’s voice was panicked, but no one paid her any mind. Especially now that Albert Parker had taken over the stage crew and sound system.Albert deliberately directed a spotlight onto Chelsea, exposing her expressions for everyone to see. Frozen in shock, Chelsea couldn’t muster another word as countless accusing eyes turned her way.She hadn’t expected this to happen. Moments ago, she was thrilled to hear Julia had successfully locked up Amora, her main source of anxiety. Yet she never imagined Estelle would also play a role
"Mommyyyy!"Billie’s wailing grew louder. The little boy sat on the floor, holding his broken lollipop, tears streaming down his face after a tumble.Estelle approached him, helping him up gently. She brushed the dust off his small knees, cleaned his dirty little hands, and blew on them softly.“Mommy…” Billie continued crying, calling for his mother.Estelle crouched to meet his eye level. “Do you know where your mommy is, sweetheart?”Without hesitation, Billie pointed with his tiny finger. All eyes followed the direction of his finger, landing on Chelsea, Gilbert Rowan’s fiancée, who stood frozen in place, her face pale.“W-who’s your mommy? Don’t just point at anyone!” Chelsea stammered, panic creeping into her voice.But Billie didn’t understand her words. Instead, he ran toward her. “Mommy, my lollipop fell,” he whined, tears flowing freely.Chelsea’s teeth clenched audibly. Her face turned crimson, and her eyes darted nervously around the room as murmurs began to spread among t
"Young Master … Lorenzo?" Estelle muttered in shock.Hearing his best friend's name mentioned by his wife, Gino's gaze sharpened as he fixed his attention on her, straining to catch every word of her conversation."Why are you the one calling me, Young Master Lorenzo?" Estelle asked, bewildered.She glanced at her phone again to confirm that the caller ID indeed displayed Amora Lysander's name, yet it was Regis speaking on the other end. Her husband's suspicions were right after all.Amora really was with Regis Lorenzo!Even so, Estelle wasn’t ready to take Regis's word for it. She had never personally met Amora’s husband before."Are you really Regis Lorenzo? As far as I know, he’s not here," Estelle said skeptically."Your husband can confirm that for you, Ms. Mauverick," Regis replied, switching on his camera to show his face to her and Gino.Once Gino confirmed his identity, Estelle was convinced. Regis quickly turned the camera off, given the noisy background on Estelle’s end, wh