The woman immediately caught on to what Hendrix was saying. "I see. You're that bitch's friend, aren't you?"Hendrix was still on the phone with his lawyer, but he immediately fell silent when he heard what she said.He turned to look at her.The woman chuckled coldly before saying, "Wait, no. I should say you're her backup, right? She's really something, alright. Managing to string along so many men at once. "I knew it! All that talk about her being some sort of talented female comic artist is all just a hype! I bet she's got plenty of men like you propping her up in secret, doesn't she?"As she spoke, she glanced up and down at Hendrix.She came somewhat from a well-off family, and over the years, her experience as a dedicated fan had naturally exposed her to plenty of high-end items. So, with just one glance, she could tell the clothes and watch on Hendrix were worth a fortune.That only reinforced her earlier assumption."You must be Noelle's sugar daddy, right? Do you kno
"Ms. Swanson, bad news!"The call came in while Noelle was packing up her things at the hotel. The script had been mostly revised, and Noelle was preparing to go home with Rosie.Although they had only stayed at the hotel for two months, they had accumulated quite a lot of stuff. Noelle was even planning to hire a moving truck to help transport everything.Thus, Noelle was a little confused when she received the call. "What happened?""Didn't you see the news?""What news?""Do you know a woman called Summer Vega?"Noelle was still as confused as ever.The person on the other end didn't give her any more time and went straight to the point."Check the news right away! She said she used to be under the same company as you. According to her, 'Morning Mist' was originally her work, but the editor passed her outline to you to promote you before terminating her contract. "This news has already blown up, so hurry and check it online!" the caller spoke quickly, barely giving Noelle
After speaking, the caller hung up.Noelle gripped her phone tightly, her knuckles turning white.Rosie sat quietly beside her, still waiting for Noelle to notice her."I—" Noelle took a deep breath before finding her voice. "Rosie, we can't leave for now.""Why? Won't we go home anymore?" Rosie's face fell, clearly upset. "But Mommy, you promised me we'd go home today. I want to go back and play with Gabby.""I'm sorry, Rosie. This is all Mommy's fault." Noelle stroked Rosie's hair. "Something came up, so we need to stay here for a few more days, okay? I promise that as soon as it's resolved, we'll go home right away."Rosie quieted down.Noelle could see her disappointment, but she didn't have the luxury to comfort her further.Her phone rang again, and this time, it was from the film company, which also happened to be Ebony's agency.Someone had leaked photos of Noelle and Ebony on set, claiming that they were always like this—flirting under the guise of discussing the scri
Noelle returned to her apartment in the early hours of the morning.Rosie was already asleep, slumped over her shoulder. She must have been exhausted, as her breathing was heavy.With one hand supporting Rosie, Noelle struggled to open the door with the other.Once inside, she didn't have time to do anything else except carefully lay Rosie down on the bed.After tucking her in and closing the bedroom door, Noelle finally made her way back to the living room.The floor lamp beside her was still on, and across from it stood the bookshelf she hadn't had time to tidy up before leaving. Inside were countless hand-drawn sketches, even some storyboard ideas she had come up with herself.But now, they all seemed to mock her.Noelle knew all too well that in this industry, authors like her were often put on a pedestal, but in reality, they were at the bottom of the food chain.Marketing was handled by the company, and even negotiations with collaborators were done by them. All she could
Noelle hated hospitals. The place always reeked of disinfectant, and everywhere she looked, she saw faces filled with sorrow and despair.The nurse had just left.Rosie's veins were still very thin, and it had taken several attempts before the nurse finally succeeded in inserting the IV.At first, Rosie endured the pain in silence. But eventually, she couldn't hold back her tears and told Noelle how much it hurt.Noelle didn't say anything, only tightly held Rosie's other hand.Now that the IV was finally in place, Rosie sniffled and closed her eyes."Go to sleep," Noelle whispered softly while gently stroking her hair. "Mommy's here."Rosie hummed faintly, but after a moment, she opened her eyes again.Noelle quickly forced a smile. "What's the matter?""Mommy, you won't cry, right?" she asked.The question stumped Noelle.Rosie explained, "It hurt a little earlier, but I'm feeling better now. So, don't be sad, okay?"Noelle had been maintaining a smile all this time, but
Rosie's transfer procedures were quickly completed.When the plane landed in Coppersville, Noelle felt a wave of disorientation. After all, when she had left this city, she had thought she would never return.Now, as she looked at the city again, it seemed as if nothing had changed. It was still as bustling as ever, with towering skyscrapers and people rushing along the streets.For Noelle, this was a city filled with painful memories, a place she had ultimately chosen to escape from.But for Rosie, it was a hometown she had never set foot in before. She was in good spirits today, leaning against the car window and curiously observing everything outside.The driver was from the Swift family, and Seline sat in the passenger seat.After glancing ahead, she turned to Noelle and asked, "So… did you call Hendrix?"Earlier, Noelle hadn't outright rejected Seline's suggestion, only softly saying she would notify Hendrix. But it was clear she hadn't found the resolve to do that. So, the
"No!" Seline said.Frustrated at getting interrupted repeatedly, Marla simply reached out and covered Seline's mouth to finish what she had to say."This time, the person they introduced is Mr. Freeman from Amity Group."Seline had been about to yank Marla's hand away, but upon hearing those words, she froze mid-motion. Then, she slowly turned to look at her.It took a long while—long enough for Marla to remove her hand from Seline's mouth—before Seline finally reacted."Who did you say it was? Which Mr. Freeman from Amity Group are we talking about?" she asked in disbelief."Come on! How many Mr. Freemans do you know are working in Amity Group right now?" countered Marla with a roll of her eyes. "Nathan was sent abroad by Hendrix a few years ago. They said it was for training, but let's be honest, it was practically an exile."So, you see, he's truly ruthless. Even his own brother wasn't spared. No wonder your father said—""Stop!" Seline cut her off before the conversation co
After a night to cool down, Seline felt much calmer. She began to suspect that this whole thing might have been orchestrated by Hendrix.Even if he was serious about getting married, why would he choose her out of all the eligible socialites in Coppersville? He knew full well about her relationship with Noelle.So, was he doing this on purpose? Was he intentionally setting up this blind date to send a message to Noelle to make her jealous and upset?The more Seline thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. And it was precisely because of this that she found her anger toward Hendrix vanished all of a sudden.…The next morning, Seline took her time getting ready before heading to the café.But the moment her eyes met Hendrix's, she realized she had overestimated him, as he looked genuinely surprised to see her. Clearly, he hadn't expected to run into her here and had no idea that Seline was the one he was supposed to meet.In that instant, all of Seline's theories from the
"Do you not trust me?" Noelle asked.Hendrix was momentarily stunned, then he slowly frowned. "What did you say?""Do you not trust that I can protect myself or that I can help you? Or do you think I'm just a burden?""Of course not," Hendrix immediately denied it, his expression growing darker. "How could you think that of yourself? If I thought that, why would I bring you here?""Since it's not that, then why don't you want to—""Because I don't want you to be in any danger," Hendrix said in a low voice. "Clearly, we could have used other methods, couldn't we?""But right now, this one is the fastest and most convenient, right?"Hendrix couldn't answer.Noelle smiled. "See? You're admitting it, too. And honestly, you don't have that much time, either. So, weighing the pros and cons, doesn't it make the most sense to choose the most efficient option right now?""No," Hendrix said through gritted teeth.Yet, he couldn't pinpoint exactly what was wrong.After meeting his gaze
"I know things aren't that simple," Noelle said quietly.Her sudden change of topic caused Hendrix to furrow his brows slightly.He wanted to say something, but Noelle continued, "If it were that simple, you wouldn't have agreed to let me use this method to lure Dylan out from the start. This isn't Coppersville, and more importantly, the people around you now are only driven by self-interest."So, it would be impossible for them to help you find Dylan and make him lose everything. That is—unless he makes a move against you first. But in that case, Dylan would definitely be extra cautious. He might even hide for years or decades."As Noelle spoke, Hendrix suddenly laughed. "So what? You think I can't wait?""I know you won't wait." Noelle looked up at him. "I know you're not as indifferent as you appear to be about what happened to the Swifts. If I don't do this, you'll definitely think of other ways, right?"And I also know that those ways of yours would be even more dangerous tha
The text message Hendrix had received just now was from Noelle. It contained the motel's address and the room number she had booked.The two of them hadn't seen each other at all these past few days—not even a phone call. Noelle wasn't sure if Dylan had sent anyone to watch them, and even the slightest trace of contact could become the reason everything fell apart.Noelle knew she wasn't clever enough to cover every detail flawlessly, so instead she put on a performance so convincing, even she almost believed it.She understood that in Dylan's mind, he always believed himself to be a noble man. The belief came from the way his family had raised him and the public image he maintained.Dylan and Hendrix were completely different. Hendrix had never cared about what others thought of him. Even in public, if he disliked someone or found them disgusting, he wouldn't bother pretending otherwise. The fact that he didn't humiliate someone outright was already the limit of his courtesy.Wh
Amy figured that maybe Hendrix had somehow found out what she had been thinking earlier and wanted to kill her now to keep her quiet. After all, no one who could survive in that circle was really normal.She knew how this worked. To people like him, women like her weren't even human. If he was in a bad mood and decided to use her to vent, that would be totally normal to him.She licked her lips, just about to try explaining, when she realized that he wasn't even paying her any attention. He got out of the car without a word and walked straight inside.That reaction left Amy completely thrown. For a moment, she was at a loss for what to do.Should she follow him? But what if he really was planning to do something to her? If someone like her died here, no one would even notice.But if she didn't follow, and he wasn't planning anything, wouldn't she be missing a golden opportunity?Amy felt completely torn.As she watched him disappear into the motel, she threw all her concerns away
This was the second time Amy had seen Hendrix. The last time, he had picked her out of a group—and today, he did the same.More importantly, Amy was now wearing the jewelry he had bought her. That piece alone had cost hundreds of thousands of dollars, and he hadn't even blinked at the price.From that alone, Amy was certain that she had won. She had stood out among the prey and become the object of his favor. The only thing she wasn't sure of was how long his interest toward her would last.In the social circles of Nuvark, women like Amy had their own internal rankings—a list sorted from most to least desirable targets. Hendrix wasn't on that list, but Amy knew that he was easily one of the top players in the game.She could tell that just by how Erwin and the others treated him. So, the fact that she hadn't hesitated and went straight for the win was the right call. And now, all the others could only look at her with envy and jealousy.The uniquely styled sports car sped down the
Then, Dylan hesitated a little. "Are you pitying me?""No, no!"Noelle quickly shook her head. "I just feel like I dragged you into this. It's like because I almost married you back then, Hendrix has been targeting you ever since. If not for that, you'd probably still be doing fine back home, and the Swift family wouldn't have ended up like this. So, I feel guilty."Her voice grew more hoarse as she spoke.Dylan stared at her for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter. He laughed like he had just heard the funniest thing in the world, completely delighted."So, now you finally see Hendrix for who he really is?" he asked. "I told you before—he's never treated you right. Otherwise, why would you have taken Rosie and run to another city in the first place?"And back then, if it hadn't been for me, you never would've been forced to marry him. So, Noelle, have you remembered now? The one you actually love is me."Noelle stared at him, stunned.Dylan stood up at that moment, closin
As soon as Noelle asked that, the man across from her clearly froze for a moment. Then, he chuckled softly.Noelle didn't say anything else. She just stared at him, steady and sure. There was something in her gaze—something unmistakably certain.Dylan no longer tried to keep up the act. He simply raised a hand and took off his sunglasses.His appearance had changed a bit since the last time. His beard was longer, his eye sockets deeper, and his overall presence had taken on a sharper, more dangerous edge.But when he looked at Noelle now, he smiled slightly. "So, you remember me?"Noelle didn't respond. Of course, Dylan hadn't forgotten the last time they had seen each other. And he wasn't sure if Noelle actually remembered everything, which made his smile a little stiff.But the next moment, Noelle asked, "Why are you here?""I'm working here. I couldn't survive in Coppersville anymore, remember?" Dylan replied.As he spoke, he kept his eyes on her, clearly watching for her r
Erwin was even beginning to wonder if Hendrix had actually lost his mind.But Hendrix just looked at him and countered, "Weren't you always the one telling me to live this way? Now that I'm finally enjoying it, why are you calling me crazy?"Erwin had no comeback for that.Hendrix glanced at him, then suddenly slung an arm around Erwin's shoulders and pointed at a woman up ahead. "Check her out. What do you think?"…Noelle spent three days alone in the hotel. During those three days, Hendrix never came back.She ate alone and sat alone in a hotel lobby, staring blankly into space. In the end, she decided to book an early flight home.Just as she lowered her head to check flights on her phone, someone suddenly sat down across from her.It was still bright outside. The hotel lobby lights were on, and a hanging lamp above them cast the man's shadows long across the floor.Noelle kept her head down. But the moment the man sat down, it was as if she could sense something. Her hand
Noelle hadn't gone far. When Erwin came downstairs, she was standing at the entrance of the hotel, lost in thought.This wasn't Coppersville. Even in a place this well-lit, as a woman, she was still in danger. Moreover, she had obvious traits that made her an easy target—an innocent face, small frame, and delicate appearance.Hendrix had brought Noelle to Nuvark before. But at that time, he treated her like a fragile porcelain doll. Wherever she went, he followed closely, as if terrified that the slightest accident might befall her.But tonight…Erwin felt the situation was a bit too complicated. This, he thought, was more complicated than having to analyze hundreds of data sets at work.However, he didn't say much. As a host, he simply walked over to Noelle and told her he would have someone send her back to the hotel.Upon hearing his voice, Noelle slowly turned her head to look at him. When their eyes met, Erwin immediately frowned."Thank you," Noelle said softly, her eyes ev