Willow's eyes glimmered with curiosity.Wilson glanced at her and said, "You talk too much."Willow secretly stuck out her tongue. Gossip about Wilson was rare, so she couldn't resist probing a little further.Just then, the bathroom door clicked open, and Serena stepped out wrapped in a white bathrobe.Willow's eyes lit up. The woman's chestnut-colored hair was pinned up, revealing her stunning features. Her lips were a soft, rosy hue, and her skin was as flawless as porcelain with a faint pink glow. She was breathtakingly beautiful."Wow, my brother has good taste," Willow thought to herself.Wilson glanced at Serena briefly before looking away. He said, "This is Willow Quade. She's a doctor and knows about these things. Let her check on you.""Hello, Ms. Quade," Serena greeted politely."Just call me Willow. I'm Wilson's cousin," Willow replied with a warm smile as she stepped forward to take Serena's temperature."Don't worry. These things usually pass on their own once
The car sped back to the hotel from earlier. A group of people was already waiting outside the hotel.At the front stood a man with a cleanly shaven buzz cut and a stern face. The tattoos on his neck were faintly visible.When he saw Wilson, he gave a slight nod. "Good evening, Mr. Quade."Wilson responded with a faint acknowledgment before striding into the hotel, his long legs moving with purpose. The group followed in silent unison.Inside, the hotel lobby was empty of other guests, leaving only the visibly anxious hotel manager, John Langford, standing by the entrance."Mr. Quade, we've cleared everyone out as you requested, but—""Understood," Wilson interrupted. "Record the losses under my account. Someone will contact you later."His gaze swept over John. It was a calm, indifferent look that still carried an edge sharp enough to make the man shiver.John quickly nodded. "Rest assured, sir. Not a word of tonight's events will leave this building."Wilson shifted his atte
Serena turned her head with some difficulty, only to see a sleepy face staring back at her. "Rina, you're awake?"Serena went silent for a moment. "Why are you here?""Who else would it be?" Lauren replied matter-of-factly, then suddenly gave a mischievous grin. "Rina, don't tell me you thought it was Wilson?""I didn't…""Then why do you look so flustered? I knew it! You say you don't dare think about Wilson, but you've secretly been drooling over him!" Lauren wrapped her arms around Serena while laughing gleefully."My Rina is finally growing up. She's thinking about men now. Tomorrow, I'll fly to Mailand and get a gender reassignment surgery just for you!""You're getting more and more ridiculous by the day," Serena said while pushing her off and getting out of bed. "Enough already. I need to get to the office.""No need. Wilson called me yesterday to come over and told me you've got the day off today. He said you should rest well."Lauren added with a smirk, "I have to say,
Wilson said, "You're incredibly capable, I know, but this isn't urgent. You treat yourself like some kind of Iron Woman, but I don't want my best team member burning out.""Alright, I'll head over tomorrow.""See you tomorrow."After hanging up, Serena found herself lost in thought. Over the years, she had grown used to working her ass off. Justin never cared about her, and she barely took care of herself. Now, being at Quade Group, where someone actually cared about her well-being, it felt like leaving Farrow Corporation might have been the right decision.It was still early, and Serena was not in a rush to head back. She texted Willow instead."Willow, what kind of food does Mr. Quade like?"The answer she received caught her off guard. "Desserts." Serena decided to stop by a nearby mall, where a cake shop she liked was located. The place had always been one of her favorites, and she often visited.Before working as Justin's assistant, Serena had once dreamed of owning her
Candice stared at Serena for a moment, waiting for a reaction. However, Serena seemed unfazed by her taunts.Instead, Serena simply looked at her and asked, "Are you done?"She turned to the manager. "Can you pack me another one of these cakes?"The manager hesitated, glancing between the two women, but eventually handed over another cake.Candice's smile faded slightly. "Serena, why waste money buying another one? Here, take your cake back."She handed the bag to Serena but let go before Serena could grab it. Then, with a loud splat, the cake hit the floor, breaking apart into a mess.Candice covered her mouth with a dramatic gasp. "Oops! My bad. But it's not a big deal. This cake shop is about to be mine anyway, so I'll have them send over a few more to make it up to you."For the first time, Serena reacted. "You're buying this bakery?""That's right."Candice's smile widened with satisfaction. "I'm not really cut out for office work, so Justin told me to find something I li
Serena used to bring Justin a small cake from Indigo every week. She even learned how to bake, trying to create something special just for him.As the thought crossed his mind, Justin's eyes instinctively drifted to the small cake on his desk. He froze."Is this from Indigo?" he asked sharply.Candice blinked. "Yeah, I thought you liked it...""I don't like it. Don't buy it again," Justin said, leaning back in his chair, his mood souring for reasons he didn't want to admit.His gaze settled on Candice. "Why are you wearing a hat?""I-It's nothing," Candice muttered, fidgeting and pulling the hat down further.Justin's eyes narrowed. "Take it off."Her hesitation only fueled his suspicion. "I said, take it off. Now." Candice reluctantly walked over, her steps dragging. Justin stood, reached out, and pulled the hat off her head. His expression darkened the moment he saw the sticky smear of frosting in her hair."What happened?"Candice bit her lip, tears welling in her eyes.
Candice's smile fell. "Why not?"Justin pressed his cigarette into the ashtray, his brows furrowed. After a while, he replied, "This bakery isn't well-known, and the cakes aren't great. Pick a larger chain. You could franchise something better—I'll fund it, and it'll be much more profitable.""But I want this one," Candice insisted, her nails digging into her palm as she forced a smile. "Didn't you say I could make my own choices?""Pick another one," Justin stated firmly, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.Candice lowered her head slightly, hiding the bitterness and resentment in her eyes beneath her docile expression.Just then, a knock sounded at the office door, and a client stepped in. Justin stood, gently moving Candice off his lap. "You should head home. I've got work to do."With that, Candice left quietly. ...After a long day of meetings and a client dinner, Justin finally wrapped up his work. By the time he finished, the sky had already turned dark. Suddenly,
Arthur flashed Candice a polite smile. "Don't take it to heart. Mollie's always been like this.""It's fine," Candice responded softly, her demeanor obedient and composed.Arthur turned to Justin with a calm grin and added, "Mind if I borrow him for a minute?""Go ahead," Candice said, moving to sit quietly on a couch nearby.Mollie ignored her, and Joseph was too preoccupied with singing, leaving Candice scrolling through her phone alone.Justin loosened his tie and sat down next to Arthur. "What do you want to say?"Arthur poured him a glass of Burgundy. "Are you really done with Serena?"Justin's expression hardened. "You can't break up if you were never together. Serena and I were never a thing.""Then why keep her hanging on for so long?" Arthur asked.Justin's irritation flared. "That was her choice. She stayed because she wanted to."Arthur sipped his wine thoughtfully. "We've known each other forever, so I'll be straight with you. 19 years—she's spent nearly a quarter
"Don't touch Mollie!" Serena struggled to shield Mollie."Out of my way!" Carl snapped, shoving Serena hard enough that she staggered to the side, lost her footing, and hit her head on the rocks. She blacked out after that.The skinny man's eyes glittered as he said, "How delicate. Hey, Carl, now that you've knocked out this one, can I have her? You already have Ms. Farrow over there—""Get in line!" Carl barked, cutting him off."What the hell? Don't tell me you want dibs on the other one, too!" the skinny man protested."I'm not letting you get a taste of that beauty first! I'm calling dibs on both of them!" Carl snapped.The skinny man was about to say something when Carl silenced him with a deadly glare. A vicious smile curved his lips as he said before leaving, "Fine, have your fun. I'll take my turn after you."Mollie glowered at Carl with wide eyes. "Get away from me! Don't you dare touch me! I'm the young lady of the Farrow family!""What makes you think that'll stop me
The woman's helpless sobbing prompted the other women to start crying and begging for mercy, too. However, their captors couldn't care less.Mollie leaned against Serena, her skin hot to the touch, and rasped, "Serena, let's… run.""We can't," Serena whispered."But if we don't run, we'll be sold off into a rural village in the mountains and never come out again," Mollie countered urgently."I know," Serena said quietly, but now was not the time to make their escape. They wouldn't get far if they ran now.The chubby guy hauled up the woman cowering at his feet and growled, "Stop crying and get your ass up! We're leaving now!"The woman, weakened and howling, refused to budge. The chubby guy grew incensed and slapped her hard across the face. In a violent fit, he grabbed her by the hair and slammed her head against a tree trunk.Blood trickled down the woman's face as she slumped onto the ground. She looked half-dead.The whip-thin man watching this from the side chuckled. "No n
Kayden stood before Wilson and reported the latest updates, "Mr. Wilson, we've sealed all the waterways. We're also carrying out a blanket inspection on all moving vehicles on the expressways, but we've yet to find Ms. Judd.""Got it," Wilson replied as he pulled the car up to the side, his cigarette dangling between his lips. The storm in his eyes matched his foul mood.At that moment, his phone rang. He answered it and heard Andrew announce, "We've caught a suspicious vehicle passing through the surveilled area!""I'm on my way." Wilson hung up and sped toward the police precinct.Andrew showed Wilson the latest lead he found. "The van has raised alarms before, and the driver is our suspect. He goes by the nickname 'Whistle', but his real name is Thomas Garcia. I sent my men after the van after we determined the route. If our hunch is correct, Serena should be in that van now.Wilson stared at the footage of Thomas as if the latter were a dead man.Andrew continued, "And have y
The bus hadn't been moving for that long when it suddenly braked, and there was a loud rattling as everyone in the cage bumped against one another. Serena hit her head on the metal cage and saw stars.Someone asked anxiously, "What is it? Why's the traffic piling up ahead?""I'll go check it out." Someone opened the door and got out of the bus. Moments later, he returned and grumbled, "Bad news—the expressway up ahead is blocked. They're inspecting vehicles and paying special attention to vans, pick-up trucks, and buses like ours!""No way. Why would the cops suddenly make a fuss about vehicle inspection? They didn't do it before!""I don't think they're cops…" someone demurred."Could the Farrows be behind this?" The hooligans threw dirty looks in Mollie's direction.Mollie's eyes lit up. Justin had come to rescue her! The other women in the cage grew hopeful, too.The chubby guy grimaced at Thomas. "I told you to leave that Farrow woman alone, but you wouldn't listen! What do
Serena stared at her. "Because of what?""My… My head hurts," Mollie said.Serena turned to look and was shocked. The back of Mollie's head was covered in sticky, dark blood. No wonder she was so pale. Serena had thought it was just from fear, but it was clear she had lost a lot of blood. Still, considering how much she had bled, the fact that she was still so alert meant she wasn't in immediate danger. "Someone must have hit you on the back of your head. You're bleeding.""I don't remember… I don't even know how I got here…" Mollie curled up inside the cage, tears streaming down her face. She had never suffered like this before. Growing up, she had always been able to avoid trouble just by revealing her identity. Now that she was really in danger, she was falling apart. "Serena, what do we do? They're going to sell us. We'll die in some foreign country…""Don't be scared," Serena reassured her."I just want to go home." Mollie sobbed."Stop crying." Serena tried to comfort h
"Instead of losing your mind here, why not figure out a way to find her? Justin, I don't have time to deal with your tantrums!" With that, Wilson got into the driver's seat and sped off.…The van was moving fast, rattling over every bump in the road. Serena felt like she was going to throw up.After what felt like forever, the van finally came to a stop. A burly man yanked her out roughly. That was when she realized they had stopped at an abandoned food factory. Wild grass had taken over the place, and several similar vans and buses were parked nearby.Other women were dragged out of the vans. Some were unconscious. The ones who were awake were crying and pleading for help—except for one. A woman in a black jacket was thrashing wildly. The tape over her mouth had come loose, and she was screaming at the top of her lungs. "You bastards! Do you even know who I am? I'm the eldest daughter of the Farrow family! You have no idea what you're getting yourselves into."Let me go right
The night deepened. Wilson arrived at Serena's cake shop, but she was nowhere to be found. He called, but no one answered. Frowning, he tried several more times, but there was still no response. An uneasy feeling crept over him, and he grew increasingly anxious as he repeatedly dialed her number.Suddenly, he heard a faint ring. Following the sound, he discovered a battered phone lying by a narrow alley. At that moment, Wilson's expression turned icy. Serena was in trouble!Instantly, he remembered something and immediately called Kayden, ordering him to search for the human trafficking gang operating in Nocturna. Wilson then sped off, driving straight to the police station. The officers recognized him and led him into a small waiting room.Andrew Ziegler soon arrived. "Mr. Quade, thanks to your tip, we have identified the gang's main hideout. We are planning a sting operation to take them down.""Captain Ziegler, I am here to report that one of my very important friends has gone
Meanwhile, a strange sense of relief began to settle over her. That act of courage hadn't been as terrifying as she had imagined. Turning toward the cake shop, she started walking when suddenly a van pulled up beside her.Instinctively, Serena turned her head and saw someone on the opposite side holding a flashlight. The harsh beam made her squint, and an unsettling feeling crept over her. "Run!" was the first thought that flashed through her mind.However, as she spun around, a figure pounced on her like a starving wolf. Before she could react, someone clamped a hand over her mouth and dragged her toward the van parked by the roadside. Everything happened so fast. The overpowering smell of sweat and stale smoke filled her nostrils, and her consciousness began to blur.Desperately, she pinched her thigh, forcing herself to stay alert, then hurled her phone hard at her attacker's head. A muffled groan came from behind her. As her phone hit the ground, the grip on her mouth loosen
Serena spoke softly, "Mr. Quade, I have something to say. Actually…" She hesitated for a moment, gathering her thoughts. On the other end, Wilson gripped his phone tighter as his anxiety grew.Just then, a knock sounded at the door. Sebastian pushed it open. "Mr. Quade," he greeted.Serena also heard the commotion. "Mr. Quade, are you with a client?""No. Sebastian is here to report something," Wilson replied."Then call me back when you're done," Serena said softly."Alright." Wilson ended the call slowly. His handsome face bore a peculiar expression. In truth, he didn't need to hang up. The matter wasn't as important as she was, but he was afraid. Afraid she might tell him not to bother her again. The thought only made him more irritable.Sebastian stood there, his heart pounding, wondering if he should say more. Wilson already looked irritated even though he hadn't said anything.After a long pause, Wilson rubbed his forehead and finally asked while looking at Sebastian, "W