Benjamin looked into her wide, innocent eyes and smirked with amusement. "In our world, having a woman by a guy's side isn't called dating—it's called following."Wendy frowned in confusion. "So, are you saying you don't have a 'follower' right now?"Benjamin opened his mouth as if to respond but then shut it again.Wendy clenched her uninjured hand. This was Niamh's brother. If she stayed by his side, it might be the perfect way to expose Niamh's true face effortlessly.She stared at him timidly while putting on an air of wide-eyed innocence. "If I become your follower, do I get a salary? Do I get weekends off?"Will you pay for my health insurance and benefits? If you can offer me something good, then you won't have to live like a monk."Benjamin ran his tongue over his molars. "That's not what I meant by following."Wendy looked as delicate and harmless as a flower. She bit down on her soft, pink lower lip and asked, "Am I your first follower?"Benjamin's lips curled into a
Elara and Theodore both turned toward the voice. Even after being exposed by Leonard, Theodore showed no sign of irritation. Instead, he leaned in closer, boldly closing the distance between him and Elara."Take a good sniff. Is it blood or wine?"As he moved in, Elara instinctively held her breath. When she cautiously inhaled, she caught the rich, fragrant scent of wine.Earlier, when Theodore had been struck, she had been holding a glass of red wine in her hand. She had assumed the lingering scent came from her own glass.But now, that wine had already been poured over Harvey's face. Yet, the same intoxicating aroma still lingered as she drew closer to Theodore.Her gaze fell to his lips. The color was indeed slightly different from coagulated blood. Even so, they were remarkably well-shaped…For some reason, a phrase suddenly popped into her mind. "Lips made for kissing."The thought jolted her, and she immediately scolded herself internally. "Sinful. Absolutely sinful!""It
"Mr. Fisher is not a white rose!" Elara's firm rebuttal sent a jolt through Theodore's chest.So, Leonard really was her main boo? Even so, he still had a chance to be the side piece!Elara continued, "Mr. Snapp only got it half right. Mr. Fisher is more like a sacred rose as he endures pain and hardship without ever speaking of it."She noticed Leonard rubbing his knee and immediately stepped forward. From the small storage compartment behind his wheelchair, she retrieved two medicated knee patches."Let me put these on for you.""Sorry to trouble you," Leonard responded somewhat lightly.Elara knelt and carefully secured the patches over his knees. Leonard's gaze darkened as he watched the top of her head. A second later, his eyes shifted toward Theodore.In the confined elevator space, the two men locked eyes in a silent battle of wills. Meanwhile, Elara didn't notice any of it.But the bodyguards standing beside Leonard did. They witnessed the unspoken confrontation with sh
"You haven't even tried yet. How do you know whether you can or can't be a professional racer again?"Elara gave Theodore a soft smile. When it came to racing, he understood her better than anyone.She looked at the invitation once more, making a crucial decision in her heart. "I'll send an email first. If that person replies, then I'll try to participate in the race."Theodore immediately knew who she meant. It was her former co-driver—the closest friend she had parted ways with five years ago. Since Luna's retirement, Elara hadn't spoken to her co-driver once in all those years.She pulled out her phone and logged into her email. Aside from this, she wasn't sure if she had any other way to reach them.Her fingers instinctively typed the email address she knew by heart into the recipient field. Holding her phone tightly, she began composing the message.She recalled the moment Theodore had appeared before her while driving the Corona. He had asked, "Are you still holding on to y
As the Jeep pulled out of the garage, Harvey approached Leonard and greeted him respectfully, "Uncle Leonard.""You're an absolute disgrace," Leonard remarked, his blunt words instantly draining the color from Harvey's face.Without sparing him a glance, Leonard continued, "If I hadn't told you back then that I had taken in an exceptionally gifted student…"If I hadn't tacitly allowed you to fund Elara's education… Perhaps everything would have turned out differently."Harvey's gaze fell to the blanket draped over Leonard's legs. His lashes lowered, concealing the storm brewing in his eyes. "Uncle Leonard, what exactly are you trying to say?"A scoff escaped him. "You never make the wrong decisions. Every word you speak is treated like gospel truth by my father and grandfather."What's this right now? Are you telling me even you have regrets?"For the first time, Harvey felt Leonard wasn't so untouchable after all. So, even he was capable of making mistakes.Harvey lifted his c
Merida thought carefully while glancing between Theodore and Finnegan. She looked truly conflicted. "Hmm… I'll tell you tomorrow morning, Mommy!"On the way home, Theodore lulled Merida to sleep. He took out an earbud and gently placed it in her ear. Then, he played a recording of some text he had written using his phone."Today, little Merida took Mommy and Mr. Theodore to the parent-child event. Their family won the 'Most Beautiful, Perfectly Matched Family' award!"Merida's lips curled into a smile in her sleep."But if Merida took Mommy and Uncle Finn, the towering Uncle Finn would scare a bunch of kids, and their family would win the 'Worst Family' award instead."Merida's smile immediately dropped."With Mr. Theodore, Merida won competition after competition, while Merida's bad daddy kneeled and begged for mercy."But if Merida took Uncle Finn, Uncle Finn wouldn't understand the game rules and would lose the chance to compete. Meanwhile, the bad daddy would hold Beau in hi
Elara didn't think too much about it and simply bragged to Merida about her brother. "Your Uncle Finn's lunch boxes are legendary!"They're not just delicious—they're a work of art. When you open the lid, the aroma alone can travel for miles!"Finnegan seemed to recall something and let out a sigh of regret. "Unfortunately, your mom and I are going to be really busy soon. I probably won't have time to make one."Merida immediately slid off her chair and bolted to her room. Within moments, she came running back while clutching a stack of papers."Uncle Finn, can you come with Mommy and me to the school's parent-child outing?"Finnegan took the document from her hands, glancing down thoughtfully.Worried he might say no, Merida quickly added, "Uncle Finn! Please, please!"It's okay if you scare the other kids! It's okay if you don't understand the game rules! I don't care about winning the Perfect Family! I just want you and Mommy to go with me!"Finnegan was somewhat baffled. Di
During Merida's lunch break, she received a message from Theodore."Merida! I happen to be free this weekend. I'm fully prepared to take you to the event, stun the crowd, and dominate the competition!"His confidence was sky-high, but Merida sent him a voice message in response. "Sorry, Mr. Theodore! I already invited Uncle Finn to the parent-child event."Theodore was sitting in his office when the notification popped up. Squinting, he clicked to play the message. He was certain Merida would invite him to the event.But the moment he heard her response, he could feel his world shattering. He slumped against his chair like a lifeless statue, drained of all energy. He weakly picked up his phone and pressed the voice message button."Merida, why did you choose to go with Uncle Finn instead?"Did Finnegan drag her into a bathroom stall and threaten her?Merida quickly replied. "Because Uncle Finn makes really good lunch boxes! I want to enjoy delicious food with Mommy. His cooking
After the lawyer posted the video, he let out a sigh of relief. "Mr. Fisher, I've uploaded Niamh's apology video."He refreshed Niamh's social feed and immediately saw that Harvey was the first to like the post. Harvey turned his phone screen toward Elara, showing her Niamh's post.Without waiting for him to speak, Elara exited the stopwatch app on her phone. She didn't need any further prompting, and she signed her name on the statement of leniency.Handing the document over to the police, she smiled at Harvey and said, "Let's hope she collects 999 likes soon."Harvey was about to say something, but Elara spoke again. "I'm still looking forward to seeing Niamh take the stage at the exhibition race with Vincent and the team. The real show—where you and Niamh will lose all credibility—has yet to begin."He looked down at her with eyes filled with contempt as he scoffed. "So, you know Vincent."His gaze shifted to Lesley, radiating hostility. There was no way Elara could understand
If Harvey had been face-to-face with Niamh at that moment, he would have noticed something was off about her emotions."Mr. Fisher, I've prepared the apology script." The lawyer's voice came through the phone.Harvey glanced at the timer on Elara's phone before giving his next order. "Set up the camera and record her reading the apology."The lawyer positioned a tripod, mounted the phone, and placed the script next to it so Niamh could read it directly while looking into the camera.Niamh nearly bit through her tongue. Elara was pushing her too far!But then, a thought struck her. Once she competed in the International Racing Championship exhibition race, she would become the woman who fulfilled Dawn's last wish in Harvey's eyes. From that moment on, she would be the most irreplaceable woman by his side!As long as she could race, whatever reputation she lost now would be meaningless. The men who had once called her their "brother" would all come crawling back.The metallic tast
Elara pressed the stopwatch on her phone and held up the screen for Harvey to see. The ticking numbers on the timer flashed like bullets, each one piercing through his chest.Once upon a time, this was exactly how he had treated Elara. And now, the once-arrogant and untouchable CEO of Fisher Corp was the one strapped to a ticking time bomb.One of the officers nodded approvingly. "Ms. Jones has made a very reasonable suggestion. Mr. Fisher, please convince Niamh to record an apology video. If she can actually collect 999 likes on her post, it will help us close the case."For the first time in his life, Harvey felt as if he were being burned alive over an open flame. The feeling was unbearably stifling.His expression darkened, but he had no choice under the relentless countdown on Elara's screen. He unwillingly pulled out his phone and dialed the number.Never in his wildest dreams had he thought there would come a day when he would be forced into a corner by Elara Jones. And yet
Harvey was determined to get Elara's signed statement of leniency. But she simply smiled and asked, "Do you really think I'd ever agree to something like that?"Harvey's patience grew thin. "I'm giving you one chance to name your price."He then handed her a blank check.Elara took it as the corners of her lips curved up. "Pass me a pen."If money came knocking on her door, why not take it? Harvey glanced at his lawyer, who immediately handed her a pen.Without hesitation, Elara wrote down a number. She then handed the check back to Harvey. "Sign it first."Harvey's breath hitched the moment he saw the amount."100 million dollars?" His dark eyes were heavy with disbelief, like ink too thick to dissolve.A scornful laugh escaped him. "This is extortion!"Elara immediately turned to the police officers. "You officers saw that, didn't you? Harvey handed me a blank check and asked me to fill it in. Now that I have, he's accusing me of extortion. Isn't this entrapment?"Both offi
Harvey's mocking expression froze on his face.At that moment, Elara had just stepped out of the shower. Her hair was still damp, clinging to her shoulders and neck.The wet strands stuck to her slender collarbone, and the fabric of her clothes darkened where the moisture had seeped through. Her fair skin carried a delicate flush, still warm from the bath.Harvey's gaze lingered on her for a moment. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his breathing tightened involuntarily. The two officers exchanged knowing looks as their gazes shifted toward Harvey.Harvey let out a short, bitter laugh. "Elara, are you doing this on purpose? You think this is the same as me and Niamh?""Mr. Fisher," one of the officers interrupted, "Let go of the collar first. Right now, you're trespassing and causing a disturbance."Elara lowered the mop, and Harvey finally released his grip on Lesley's shirt. She immediately pulled Lesley behind her, shielding her protectively.Lesley's face had gone pale. The momen
Harvey lifted his gaze and double-checked the apartment number. It was correct. This was the place Elara rented with Merida.Standing in front of him was Lesley, dressed in gray plaid pajamas that leaned toward a more androgynous style. She had even thrown on a loose-fitting loungewear jacket over them.She had just been about to start her skincare routine, so her bangs were pushed up with a sports headband, making her look even more like a fresh-faced, youthful young man."Harvey Fisher!" Lesley's expression turned instantly cold.She had never formally met Harvey face-to-face. Five years ago, there had been a few times she spotted him from a distance, but that was it.However, she had done her research. The moment she found out about Elara's divorce, Harvey's photo became her personal dartboard.Harvey's sharp, oppressive gaze swept over Lesley's face. The suffocating pressure he exuded burst out like a wave, filling the narrow space. "Lesley Lupone, is it?"Like a monarch iss
Theodore paced back and forth by the sofa twice before dialing Finnegan's number."Hello?" Finnegan answered in an irritated tone, but before he could say anything more, Theodore's anxious voice shot through the receiver."My dearest brother-in-law, hurry up and take Merida away! Elara finally reunited with an old flame, so no one should disturb them! She has a big race next week, and I only care about her physical condition!"After whatever happens between her and Lesley tonight, she can't afford to fool around anymore!" As he said this, a sharp pain twisted in Theodore's chest.Meanwhile, on the other end of the line, Finnegan was in the middle of a workout at the gym. His deep blue quick-dry shirt had darkened with sweat, clinging to his broad chest and sculpted muscles. Beads of moisture dripped from his closely cropped hair, each strand standing on end like a porcupine's quills.Finnegan pressed his lips together, his breath steady but heavy. The damp fabric of his shirt outl
It was Elara who had pulled her up and brought her to Capitol. Compared to Elara, her own abilities seemed mediocre.During Lesley's first year in Capitol, it was Elara who supported her, using her own scholarship money to cover her expenses. When Elara was recruited into the Moonchaser Racing Club, she recommended Lesley to her agent as her navigator.Meanwhile, Vincent and the others had been hired as highly paid international engineers. In the beginning, Lesley had no way of communicating with them. It was Elara who always held her hand and helped her run forward.When they parted ways, Elara had poured most of her money into Lesley, sending her abroad for further studies."When I was 14, Mr. Leonard Fisher brought me to the Capitol. He dressed me in the finest clothes, gave me the most expensive imported stationery, provided me with a car, and let me live in a private apartment."He did all this not to spoil me, but to free me from unnecessary labor and pointless social intera
Lesley remained speechless in the face of Theodore's threat.That night, Elara prepared a full table of home-cooked dishes. When Lesley saw that they were all the foods she used to love, her eyes instantly grew warm with emotion.She sat beside Elara, eating her creamy garlic pork chops while savoring every bite as if she could swallow her own tongue.Lesley devoured her food like a starving tiger, taking huge mouthfuls. When she noticed Merida staring at her in awe, her face turned red with embarrassment."Sorry, Merida."Merida shook her head. "So, it's not just me who thinks Mommy's cooking is amazing! Lesley, eat as much as you want!"Back when Elara lived with the Fishers, Ethel had made her responsible for preparing meals for Harvey and the children. Yet every time she cooked, Harvey and Beau would nitpick and find faults.Beau had grown accustomed to Elara's cooking, but he always acted as if he were eating it begrudgingly."Beau, if you really don't want to eat it, then