Surprised, Serena took a step back and said, "No, Mr. Quade, you shouldn't have…"She was starting to think that Wilson's kindness toward her was motivated by romantic feelings. Justin had hurt her too deep for her to even consider dating anyone, and she had no idea how she would face Wilson if he turned out to have feelings for her."It's just a box of chocolates. Why are you getting worked up all of a sudden?" Wilson asked, the cigarette dangling from his lips.As if reading her thoughts, he added for good measure, "I got them from the souvenir shop at the airport. Think of it as a token of thanks for celebrating my birthday. I got one for Jacob, too."He handed Serena the box of chocolates, and only then did she heave a sigh of relief. He did not leave after she took the box and instead asked, "Monique told me you ran into Shawn while you were trying on dresses at the boutique today. Is it true that he gave you trouble?""Yeah, but he backed off after Monique name-dropped you,"
Serena looked so stunning that Wilson fell speechless. He was suddenly seized with a primal urge to kiss her.…Meanwhile, Justin was sipping champagne in a resplendent banquet hall somewhere in Nocturna, occasionally glancing at the entrance. Several guests came up to him in hopes of making small talk, but he dismissed them after briefly humoring them.Candice could tell Justin's mind was far away. She pursed her lips as she looped her arm through his. "What a crowd, Justin. I don't know any of these people. Care to introduce me to some of them?"The Farrows were never ones to initiate small talk with other members of high society. It was always the other way around, and Justin was always their target. Unfortunately, Candice did not understand this unspoken rule.Justin pointed out with forced patience, "If you want to get acquainted with the other heiresses and socialites, have Mollie hook you up. I wouldn't know what young ladies talk about these days." He then turned to beckon
The crowd watched as a striking couple entered the hall.The man boasted a towering height, his tailored black suit accentuating his refinement and handsome features.The woman on his arm had the kind of beauty that kings would wage wars over. She wore a burgundy dress hugging her perfect figure. Her ruby necklace drew attention to her chiseled collarbones. She was dazzling, yet also surprisingly familiar."Is that Serena? How is that possible?" Lynn asked incredulously.Mollie and Candice couldn't hide their bewilderment, either.Standing nearby, Justin could feel his composure slipping away. He had expected Serena to show up, but he didn't think she would look so stunning. She was a vision, one that made the other socialites and ladies of leisure pale in comparison.He had forgotten how beautiful she was in the first place. There was a time when such a beauty had belonged only to him!Bitterness and resentment welled up in him at the thought. He was starting to regret kicking
"A good heart, huh?" Wilson returned Damian's card to Serena as something flashed in his eyes. He had caught Damian looking at Serena like she lit up his world.The sound of glass shattering cut through the hall, and everyone turned toward the noise. Wilson and Serena glanced over their shoulders to see a man with salt-and-pepper hair glowering at an indifferent Jacob, wine and shards of glass littered by his feet.Noticing everyone's stares, Jacob smiled at the older man and said, "Now, Dad, it's one thing to smash up wine glasses, but to throw a fit like that could shave years off your life."David Smith snapped, "I don't need your false concern!"Wilson led Serena toward the father-and-son duo, grabbing a glass of wine from the tray of a nearby attendant and handing it to David. His courteous tone belied the warning in his eyes as he said, "Now, Mr. Smith, surely your tantrums are better reserved for days when we aren't at a charity gala."David was silent for a few seconds bef
Wilson explained, "Jacob's mom was David's first wife. When Jacob was four, David threw him and his mom out of the family and remarried within a month. As a result, Marcus Smith, David's youngest son, was born."David had planned on letting Marcus take over the family business, but Marcus was a lost cause. On top of being talentless, he also got into fights. He broke his leg during a recent racing incident and is now receiving treatment abroad."Wilson continued emotionlessly, "Several years ago, Smith Group ran into a crisis. David's ailing health kept him from handling it, and with a few senior directors pressuring him, he had no choice but to call Jacob in for help."So while Jacob looked like he was inheriting his birthright, he was actually made to straighten out the company's mess."A wry smile curved Wilson's lips as he concluded, "I reckon David and Jacob never had much of a father-son relationship, to begin with. So, no, they don't get along at all. If Marcus had lived up
"You've got it," Lauren said as she took Serena by the hand and led her away from Justin."Serena, are you only avoiding me because you still care about me?" Justin asked icily, assessing Serena shrewdly as if he could see through her. "If you're really over me, you should treat me like any other guest and talk to me openly instead of hiding from me."Lauren rolled her eyes. "Imagine how busy one would be if one had to make small talk with everyone at a party! Mr. Farrow, did you ever think that Rina isn't so much avoiding you as she doesn't think you are worthy of her time? Must I spell that out for you?"Justin's eyes were like chips of ice. "You certainly have a death wish, don't you, Lauren?"Lauren was about to retort when Aaron stopped her. "Just drop it already. He's not someone you can afford to cross.""Not like I haven't crossed him already! I may as well give him a piece of my mind while I'm at it," Lauren snapped.Serena interjected, "Laurie, this isn't the time for y
Serena saw Wilson walking out when she arrived at the entrance. She smiled at him."Mr. Quade, why did you leave?""It's dance time. I'm looking for a dance partner." He reached out to Serena and bowed like a gentleman. "Ms. Judd, may I?"She slowly placed her hand in his. They made their way to the dance floor.Not far away, Justin shot them an icy glare. He was about to approach them when Candice took his arm.Looking eager, she said, "Justin, let's dance."He gave it some thought and went to the dance floor with Candice in tow.The lights in the brightly lit hall dimmed. When music started to fill the air, men danced with their partners.Wilson put his hand on Serena's waist. He could feel the slight burn on his palm.He looked down at her face, focusing on her nose and traveling south toward her rosy lips.Whenever he lowered his head, he smelled a whiff of light fragrance that did not seem to come from a perfume. It was just how she smelled like.The look in his eyes de
Justin had wanted to retort like he previously did, but he changed his mind. "You're single. Stop giving me lectures."The charity gala ended. As a feast was served on the long table, everyone raised their glasses and started to mingle.Wilson sat with a few CEOs to talk business while Serena wandered off to grab her favorite seafood.Her gaze drifted occasionally to the entrance, but Lauren was nowhere to be seen. How odd! Lauren was always the most eager and enthusiastic when it came to networking, but she seemed to be missing.A snarky voice rang in her ears. "Serena Judd, you're something else."Lynn approached Serena, her high heels clicking. "I was surprised when you readily left Justin. Turns out it's because you've snagged yourself a richer man."Without bothering to look at Lynn, Serena replied, "Do you have nothing better to talk about than relationships?""Drop your act! I saw the way you look at Wilson when you were dancing just now." Lynn smiled mockingly. "You'd be
"You think it's easy for me? Driving all the way here in the middle of the night just to get beaten up." Joseph said.Serena frowned slightly. "Lead the way."The two led her upstairs.Inside the private room, Mollie let out a breath of relief when she saw her."You're finally here, Serena. Hurry up and talk some sense into Justin! He's had way too much to drink. If he keeps this up, he'll end up with a stomach ulcer!"Serena walked over to the couch.Justin was slumped against it, one hand clutching his stomach, the other gripping a bottle of liquor. The heavy scent of alcohol surrounded him.Standing in the dim lighting, Serena called out to him. "Justin."The man on the couch turned his head slightly. The moment he saw her, his gaze flickered with a hint of light.His eyes swept over the others in the room. "Get out."Without hesitation, the group filed out.Damian hesitated before leaving."Serena, we'll be right outside.""Oh, come on. What, do you think Justin's goin
Not long after returning to the office, Serena received a call from the police.They informed her that the suspect she had reported had been found.However, under questioning, it came to light that the man had an intellectual disability, and the phone number she'd cited was registered to a woman with no connection to him. In short, there wasn't enough evidence to prove he was the stalker, so they released him.Serena thanked the officer and ended the call.An intellectual disability? Could someone with such a condition send those kinds of explicit messages?She wasn't sure.After thinking about it, she went downstairs to a convenience store and bought a bottle of pepper spray to keep in her bag.That evening, work was hectic, so she stayed late to finish up.Just as she was about to leave, an unknown number called.The frantic voice on the other end belonged to Mollie."Serena, it's me!""What is it?"Mollie sounded exasperated. "You're off work now, right? If you're free
Serena turned and walked away.Justin's expression darkened as he watched her retreating figure. His fist clenched, and in the next moment, he turned and punched the wall beside him.How could she accuse him of not loving her?If he didn't love her, then why did the sight of her with Wilson fill him with such rage?A chuckle suddenly broke the silence.Justin turned his head and saw Wilson leaning lazily against the hospital bed. It was unclear how long he had been watching.Justin's face darkened further."You were eavesdropping?""What eavesdropping? I was listening openly." Wilson's amusement was visible to the naked eye.Justin frowned. "What are you even doing here?"Wilson let out a cold scoff. "Why do you care? Do you own this place? I go wherever I want."He strolled over casually. As he passed Justin, he even offered a parting remark, "Wish your girlfriend a speedy recovery."Justin nearly swung a punch at his face.Just as Wilson left, Zane jogged over. "Mr. Farr
Serena sat anxiously on the long bench out in the hospital corridor as she waited for Wilson.At that moment, the staccato of footsteps sounded from down the corridor. Serena looked up to see a small group of people escorting a young woman, whose head was bandaged, in a wheelchair toward the VIP room.The young woman was none other than Candice. She spotted Serena and asked, "Serena, what are you doing here?"Serena made no reply.Candice's brows knitted together. "Serena, I'm talking to you. Hello? Why aren't you responding?""Can't you see I'm not in the mood to talk to you?" Serena snapped. Of all the people she could run into in a private hospital, it just had to be Candice. She should have checked her horoscope reading today before leaving the house.The director of the neurosurgery department and Justin brought up the rear of Candice's medical team. The former was holding Candice's tests and explaining the treatment plan to Justin.Justin listened in earnest but froze when
William stared at Serena for a heartbeat before his eyes widened. "I remember now! This damn brat was behind that ridiculous article years ago that accused me of being a manipulative two-timer who fought with the entire Quade family! The scandal was so blown out of proportion that I could have died of disgrace!"Serena froze. She turned to look at Wilson, puzzled. He had told her William was old and his memories were muddled.Wilson chuckled. "Not bad. You still remember a thing or two from the past.""I'm old, not senile!" William scowled. "It's not as if I could forget her name that easily! At that point, no one in their right mind in Nocturna would think to openly denigrate me! I would have made her pay if I hadn't thought she was a young lady still learning the ways of the world!""Oh, please. It was obvious you and your wife weren't getting along at that point, and you had bad endurance. You shouldn't blame Serena," Wilson pointed out, not bothering to speak up for his father.
Serena was about to turn in for the night when she got a call from Wilson. "Are you asleep?""I'm about to go to bed. Is there anything I can help you with, Mr. Quade?" Serena asked.There was a brief pause on the other end before he said, "Nothing. I was wondering if you could make chicken broth tomorrow. You can show up late to work. I won't dock your pay.""Sure," Serena replied."Thanks. Goodnight, Ms. Judd." Relieved to hear that Serena didn't sound any different than usual, Wilson hung up.The next morning, Serena showed up at work on time with a flask of broth in hand.Wilson was on the phone with somebody. He cut a dashing silhouette in his black suit as he stood before the expansive floor-to-ceiling window. He had one hand in his pocket and a cigarette in the other, the smoke unfurling from between his slender fingers, snaking up his wrist and blurring his handsome profile.He was speaking Andolusian with the person on the other line.When the call ended, Wilson turned
After a while of dry-heaving, Bingo hurled out a chunk of what appeared to be undigested kibbles. Willow cried, "Serena, Bingo just threw up!"Serena hurried over and carefully cleaned Bingo's vomit before gingerly pulling the feline into her arms. It looked lethargic. "Bingo's temperature feels wrong. I have to make a trip to the vet.""I'll come with you," Willow offered, grabbing the cat carrier before they headed out with Bingo in tow.Downstairs, Serena stopped by the gates and waited for Willow to bring the car around. She was getting anxious and impatient when she noticed a figure darting around the corner.The figure had moved quickly, but not before Serena realized it was a man. She suddenly remembered something and hurried to the security booth just a few feet away.The security guard on duty was a young man. His legs were crossed, and he was scrolling through his phone when Serena approached him. "Hi, I live in the area. I was wondering if you could retrieve the securit
Serena swung by the supermarket after work before heading home. She was about to enter her neighborhood when she had the odd feeling of being watched.She turned, but when she found nothing and no one suspicious, she headed into her apartment building.She filled Bingo's bowl with kibbles. She was about to make dinner when her phone rang with a new message.It was from the same unknown number, and the text was more lewd than the last one. "I secretly followed you all the way home. I was fantasizing about you while I was jerking off. I can't hold on much longer. I want to…"Serena gagged at the rest of the text, which was unspeakable. She felt like a wet tongue was licking her through her phone screen. She wanted to throw her phone away.She willed herself to calm down as she recalled the feeling she'd had earlier on her way home. So, she hadn't been imagining it when she sensed someone watching her. The creep must have been in the area! Who could it be?Just then, the doorbell ra
Beatrice beamed, and before hanging up, she said, "No backtracking!"After the call ended, Justin kept his phone in his pocket. "Come along, then."Serena took a few steps away from him and headed in the other direction. "I can get a cab.""Serena, you're—" Justin argued."Quade Group is out of the way for you if you're heading to Farrow Corporation," Serena cut him off curtly, her pretty face impassive. "I don't want to come between Desiree and Mr. Quade, but I don't want anything to do with you, either."Justin fixed her with a steely look. "What if I were to break up with Candice?""I told you before that Candice wasn't the problem, but you'd never understand." Serena turned and ran down the steps. Upon leaving through the cemetery gates, she slid into one of the cabs idling by the curb and disappeared from Justin's sight.…Inside the Bentley, Desiree explained softly, "I didn't know it was your mom's death anniversary today until my father told me. I figured I'd come by an