"Didn't I tell you? There's a glass wall in the bathroom. You can't see the inside from the outside. But you can see the outside from the inside." Patrick asked.
"Why didn't I see it?" Gloria asked subconsciously. "Why didn't you see it?" He chuckled and said, "Maybe because the window blinds are usually down. However, I just rolled them up." As he spoke, he returned to the bathroom and turned off the tap. Then, he raised the swipe card in his hand and asked, "Are you looking for this?" When Gloria saw the swipe card, her shoulders trembled uncontrollably. It turned out that he already knew what was on her mind. Patrick's forehead was wet. Water dripped down the tip of his hair. He walked toward Gloria. There was no way to retreat. She swallowed subconsciously. "Mr. Hammond, I'm sorry!" An imperceptible light flashed in Gloria's eyes. She bent her knees and knelt to Patrick as she spoke. Patrick reached out a hand to hold GloGloria stubbornly stood in place and did not move. "Gloria, pick it up," Patrick said for the second time. His deep eyes were aggressive. Tiny beads of sweat appeared on Gloria's forehead, but she still said, "I am an employee of Fittro Club. I work in the Public Relations Department of Fittro Club. I'm not an employee of the Hammond Group." Patrick walked toward Gloria. Gloria wanted to retreat, but she just couldn't move. Patrick stood in front of her and glanced at her. Then, under her gaze, he bent down. He picked up the suit on the ground and handed it back to Gloria. "Gloria, for what you've lost, I'll help you get them back." He looked at Gloria and said, "Go change your clothes." Gloria did not understand what Patrick meant, but she could only obey Patrick since he insisted on it. Soon, Gloria changed her clothes and followed Patrick into the car. Soon, Patrick's black car stopped in front of the building of th
Patrick noticed that Gloria was reluctant to let him in. However, he chose to ignore her feelings and walked straight in. "Mr. Hammond, wait a moment. I'll go get some water for you." Gloria lowered her head and walked towards the kitchen. However, just as she took a step, her arm was grabbed. "No need. Pack your things and come with me." Patrick said straightforwardly. "What?" Gloria looked at Patrick doubtfully. Patrick smiled and said, "You didn't hear it wrong. I asked you to pack your luggage and come with me. You are not staying here anymore." "Then where will I live?" Gloria asked subconsciously. "Stay with me," Patrick replied. Gloria thought something was wrong with her ears. She said carefully, "Mr. Hammond, I think this place is pretty good." Patrick didn't say anything. He checked his watch. "I'll give you fifteen minutes to pack your things, and then we'll leave here." After he said this, he glanced at her
After stepping out of the room, Gloria woke up from her trance and struggled. She said, "I won't go, Mr. Hammond. I won't go. Can I live alone? I prefer to live alone. I beg you. I don't want to move there." She refused to leave, but she was too weak to cut herself loose. It was no use begging for mercy, and she scolded angrily, "Patrick! You are so overbearing. You are breaking into my home! It is kidnapping!" Before she could finish her sentence, a phone was handed to her. Patrick said, "Take it and call the police." Gloria had used all her tricks. He was not angry even if she begged for mercy or scolded him. Patrick was terrifyingly rational! "What exactly do you want?" Gloria asked dejectedly. Her hoarse voice was no longer as humble as when she was begging for mercy. It didn't even sound as mad as she cursed just now. There was simply despair. "Patrick, I'm so tired. Please." She was exhausted and desperate. It was as if she wa
"There are books there. You can read them if you want. I'm going to a meeting," Patrick said. Gloria was stunned as Patrick turned around and walked out of the office, leaving her here alone. Looking around, the decoration here was no different from three years ago. It was his usual style. Gloria was arranged to sleep in Patrick's bedroom for two nights. However, she had not slept for two nights. She sat down on the sofa and soon could not resist the sleepiness and fell asleep on the sofa. About an hour later, the door opened silently. Patrick stood at the door and was surprised to see that Gloria had fallen asleep on the sofa. Then, he walked to the sofa and looked at the woman in front of him for a long time. It seemed that the temperature in the office was relatively low. Gloria, who was on the sofa, was not sleeping soundly and slowly curled up. He took off his suit jacket and covered her with it. When he got close to Gloria, he
Patrick stood up and walked towards Gloria. He raised his hand, looked at his watch, and said, "Let's go. It's time for lunch. Let's go downstairs to eat." Gloria thought that she might go through the torture of being stared at by the crowd this morning, so she didn't want to leave this office. She lowered her head and said in a low voice, "I'm not hungry." Patrick raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm hungry." "I don't want to eat. I'm not feeling well and have no appetite. I won't have lunch." Gloria said again. Patrick knew that it was her excuse. He said calmly, "You don't feel well. Alright, I'll take you to the werewolf hospital of Black Thorn Pack." Then, he took out his phone and made a call. "Sean, are you in the werewolf hospital now?" Gloria, who was on the sofa, suddenly reached out and pulled his sleeve. There was a trace of surprise in his eyes. He did not expect that the call would make her so anxious. Caught off
Moonlight Group was founded by the old Alpha of the Silver Spring Pack, but the actual operator was Gloria. On the day of Gloria's 18th birthday, he signed the change of property rights himself, and from then on, Gloria, an 18-year-old girl, became the CEO of Moonlight Group, a huge company. With Gloria running the company, the profit generated by Moonlight Group could cover the half-year expenses of the Silver Spring Pack. When the old Alpha of the Silver Spring Pack, Gloria's grandfather, was still alive, he favored Gloria especially. Even Harry, his grandson, couldn't be compared with her. Gloria had been nurtured by the old Alpha since she was a child, and Harry did not get to have such treatment. Because of this, back then, Gloria was known as the confident and flamboyant Miss Carter. In terms of packs, she-wolves' marriages tended not to be valued, including Alphas' daughters. The best thing that could happen to an Alpha's daughter w
Gloria followed Patrick to a jewelry store with a simple décor. Yet when Gloria walked into the jewelry store, she realized that it was no ordinary craft workshop. On both sides of the jewelry store were a variety of accessories and each of them had a unique design. She couldn't help but exclaim, "It is the side business of some great artist, right? Who is the owner?" It might be true that Patrick could erase her identity and her past. However, he couldn't alter her taste. She had been nurtured by the old Alpha of the Silver Spring Pack since she was a kid. In other words, it was something in her blood. "You are right. This is..." Just as Patrick was about to speak, he was interrupted by a woman. "I didn't expect to run into you when I came to Gabbs on vacation, Mr. Hammond. I guess it was the Moon Goddess' blessing." From a room inside the shop came a woman with features both deep and delicate. Gloria sized the woman up quiet
Gloria still remembered that three years ago. She stood in front of that gate. She and Harry looked at each other through the gate. Today, she looked serious and determined. Her steps were slow yet very steady. Everyone was watching them as they walked in. Patrick was born to be eye-catching. Nobody could ignore him. But today, people paid more attention to Gloria. With a little makeup, it was easier for people to recognize who she was. "That is ... Gloria?" "Why is she here?" "Why is she with Mr. Hammond?" "I thought she had disappeared." "That was a long time ago. Don't you know that? I heard from Audrey that Gloria had become a timid woman. She's no longer like before." Everyone was discussing Gloria and Patrick while looking at them. Their eyes were filled with doubt and disbelief. Harry and Alger were chatting with guests. At this moment, they looked at Gloria with gloomy expressions.
Seeing the bank card, Clarissa was taken aback.She had thought Luana, after repaying Cline a million dollars, wouldn't have much money left.She had even considered giving Luana some money, but to her surprise, Luana had saved a sum for her.It must have been from scrimping and saving, not indulging in any luxuries, that Luana had managed to set aside this money.Clarissa touched Luana's cheek, "Luana, I'm sorry."Luana smiled back, "I have a high annual salary and don't spend much. I can save this money. Just take it."Clarissa pushed the bank card away, "I can't accept this. It's your money. I can't."Knowing Clarissa wouldn't accept, Luana didn't insist further but instead directly placed the card into Clarissa's box.Clarissa tried to stop her, but Luana pushed her away.Clarissa sighed, "Luana, why are you so stubborn?"After locking the box, Luana turned and hugged Clarissa's arm, acting coquettishly.
Clarissa's fiancé, Albert, was also in the store. Seeing Luana come in, he greeted her.Luana smiled back and asked, "Where's Clarissa?"Albert gestured towards the fitting room, saying, "She's trying on her wedding dress. Have a seat."Luana and Albert had known each other for a long time, so she didn't hesitate to sit down in the seating area.Ever since her high fever, Luana had been feeling increasingly weak and tired, often unable to stand firmly.This was a symptom of late-stage heart failure, where the heart's pumping function was severely reduced, leading to blood pooling in systemic and pulmonary circulation, causing insufficient blood supply to brain tissue and resulting in brain cell ischemia and hypoxia.With ischemia and hypoxia, fatigue and somnolence were common.Sitting on the sofa for just a few minutes, she was already dozing off, her head propped up.Fortunately, Clarissa quickly emerged from the fitti
In the midst of a deep, unconscious slumber, Luana's phone vibrated incessantly, pulling her back to reality.Weary and disoriented, she forced her eyes open and reached for the phone."Baby," Travis's voice echoed through the line, "I heard you had a high fever yesterday. How are you feeling now?"Hearing his voice, Luana's flagging spirits momentarily surged.She found it odd that Travis, who had always been more interested in sleeping with her than anything else, was suddenly concerned about her health.Was it because he knew she was dying and decided to let her go?Luana's mind raced with possibilities, but she responded, "I'm better now.""Good, that's all that matters," Travis replied before pressing on with his true concern, "You called me earlier. Did you take care of that thing?"Luana understood that Travis's interest in her health was a facade. This was what he really cared about.She sat up straight in bed, p
The young man had always been a taboo in Luana's heart. After all these years, it was the first time Clarissa had heard her call out Albion's name in her sleep.Clarissa wanted to ask if Luana still hadn't forgotten Albion deep down, but she was afraid of reopening old wounds.After much thought, Clarissa chose to keep silent.Albion was a matter of the past, and bringing him up would only cause unnecessary distress.Luana had eaten only a small portion of the soup before feeling full. She put down her spoon and asked Clarissa, "Aren't you supposed to go to work?"Clarissa pointed at her watch and said, "It's so late. There's no work to go to.""Then you..." Luana began."I took two days off to be with you," Clarissa lay down on the empty hospital bed beside her. "It's also a good chance for me to catch up on some rest."Luana smiled and said, "Thank you, Clarissa."Clarissa waved her hand and yawned, "Luana, I'm going to take a nap. Call
Luana slowly regained consciousness, her eyes fluttering open to find Cline and Albion vanished, replaced by Clarissa, whose face was etched with worry.She realized she had just had a nightmare, one that traversed the past and people she wished to never see again.Shaking off the lingering images, she swallowed the dryness in her throat and reached for water, only to find her arm hooked up to an IV."You had a high fever, so I brought you to the hospital," Clarissa explained, seeing Luana's delirious state.She then picked up a water cup and helped her take a sip.The sweet water flowed down Luana's throat, bringing her back to life a little."Clarissa..." she whispered."Hmm?" Clarissa responded gently, tucking a strand of hair damp with sweat behind Luana's ear. "Are you hungry?"Luana shook her head weakly and asked, "What did the doctor say to you?"She had been preoccupied with her heart failure and hadn't figured out how to talk to
Luana felt uncomfortable by Gehrmann's words and chose not to say more. She put down the umbrella and turned to leave.After walking a few steps in the rain, she felt indignant and turned back to Gehrmann, "Mr. Moriarty, I appreciate your kindness in taking me home, but you don't have to judge me with prejudiced eyes. I just thought the umbrella you gave me was too expensive, and I was afraid I wouldn't have the chance to return it. That's why I refused."Luana spoke her mind in one breath and, without waiting to see Gehrmann's reaction, turned and ran.Gehrmann watched the petite figure disappear into the rain, feeling slightly stunned.He had assumed that women like Luana, who sold themselves, would try to seduce any wealthy man they encountered.Otherwise, she wouldn't have moved on to Travis so quickly after parting ways with Cline.But her words just now made Gehrmann feel a bit embarrassed, as if he had misunderstood her.Running home in the
"Get in the car. I'll take you home," Gehrmann said as he opened the rear door, his gentle voice mixing with the sound of raindrops.Luana snapped back to reality, realizing the person before her was Gehrmann, Cline's cousin.She and Cline had broken up, and logically, she shouldn't have any more entanglements with anyone from the Moriarty family.However, with her phone dead, no taxi in sight, and all nearby shops closed against the rain, she hesitated for a moment before getting into the car.Her clothes were drenched, leaving the back seat wet as well.Luana quickly took out tissues from her bag, trying to wipe the carpet under her feet, blushing as she apologized, "I'm sorry for messing up your car."Gehrmann stopped her humble gesture, "Don't worry about it. It's just a carpet. If it gets dirty, we'll throw it away."Luana's hand, holding the tissues, paused. She almost forgot that the person who kindly offered her a ride had the Moriarty surn
Cline ignored him and walked straight past, heading into the villa.The servant waiting at the entrance bowed and greeted, "Mr. Moriarty."Cline removed his suit jacket and tie, handing them to the servant before walking over to the liquor cabinet.He casually picked up two high-end wine glasses, poured some decanted wine into them, and turned to hand one to Gehrmann who had followed him."Anything?" Cline rarely saw Gehrmann at his private villa, and especially not this late. It was clear he had something to discuss.Gehrmann accepted the wine and observed Cline, noting his expression was less gloomy than before. He mustered the courage to speak."Cline, has Luana offended you in the past?" The always gentlemanly Cline pouring wine over a woman's head was something Gehrmann had never witnessed.Cline gave him a cold glance. "Don't ask questions you shouldn't."Undeterred and even smiling, Gehrmann continued, "Is she the one you've been keepin
Luana smiled and said, "I asked you before if I could date, and you said I could do as I please. Now that I'm dating someone, it's natural for him to sleep with me, isn't it?"Cline's expression faltered, his usually indifferent face growing even darker.The suppressed aura of the Alpha around him became more unstable, as if it could erupt at any moment, engulfing everything around.Seeing him speechless, Luana suddenly raised her hand and touched Cline's eyebrows and eyes.She caressed his cheek from top to bottom with a hint of tenderness.This was the man she had loved for five years. How could she bear to hurt him?Yet, she didn't know that, in Cline's eyes, her action was seen as an affront to his Alpha dignity, for he now considered her "unclean".But he didn't love her, not even a bit. Why couldn't she let go?Lost in thought, Cline suddenly grabbed her wrist."Don't touch me!" he coldly uttered, "Dirty!"His voice carried the