Just as Luana finished booking the restaurant on her phone and hadn't even had a chance to catch her breath, Dawn's call came through.
"Luana, send the restaurant address to Mr. Moriarty as well," Dawn instructed, as usual, hanging up without giving Luana a chance to respond.
With a solemn expression, Luana put down the phone, unlocked her screen, and sent the address to the assistant responsible for Cline's itinerary.
However, she soon received a reply, "Miss Hammond, I'm temporarily unable to reach Mr. Moriarty. Please send the address directly to his phone. You should have his number."
Seeing this message, Luana felt a sense of helplessness and gritted her teeth, pulling Cline's WhatsApp account out of her blacklist.
She quickly forwarded the restaurant address and then blocked him again.
After handling this matter, Luana grabbed the keys and headed to the company's parking lot.
As she stepped out of the elevator, she saw the priva
As he approached, the face framed by the gold-rimmed glasses came into clearer view, the former naivety now entirely replaced by a clean, sharp, and mature aura.Time had passed, and upon seeing him again, Luana's heart was as calm as still water, undisturbed by any waves.She raised her hand out of politeness and waved in their direction, saying, "Welcome."The man, amidst the crowd, immediately noticed her waving and paused.His trip to Los Angeles with his team was primarily for the western land bidding.He had not intended for the Ortega family to be aware of his itinerary, but they insisted on sending someone to receive him and arranged a dinner.Unable to refuse their hospitality, he reluctantly agreed, never expecting that the person sent to pick him up would be Luana.After a few seconds of surprise, he composed himself, regained his usual composure, and led his entourage towards Luana.Standing at nearly six feet five
The slap was delivered with such force that her face instantly swelled, becoming almost twice its original size.Disbelief filled her eyes as she stared at the man before her, dressed in a suit but so unfamiliar to her."Why..." she muttered, unable to comprehend why the boy who once cherished her had turned into someone who only wanted to torment her to death after becoming a Coburn.Was it because she didn't believe in his amnesia and kept seeking him out, irritating him, or because in his eyes, once he rose to prominence, he could discard his past lover at will?"Why?"He murmured to himself, his once clean and handsome face contorting into a sinister expression filled with hatred."You dare to ask me why? I lay unconscious in the hospital, and you were cavorting with another man!" he accused."You've fallen so far and still think I would continue to be with you. Isn't that a pipe dream?"See, he hadn't lost his memory at al
Luana brushed away the jumbled thoughts and looked up at Mr. Coburn with a steely gaze."Mr. Coburn, I'm all about keeping things professional with our partners. No favorites, no grudges.""As for what happened five years back, that's ancient history. No use holding onto it."Whether he'd genuinely lost his memory or was play-acting not to know her was moot.The past had been washed away by the unforgiving tide of time, leaving no trace behind.Neither she nor he should dredge up those old stories again.After Luana finished speaking, she resumed her stride towards the underground parking lot.Watching her petite and frail figure, Calvert had a fleeting sense that Luana had become someone else entirely.The girl who once knelt at the Coburns' doorstep, sobbing her heart out, begging for a meeting, seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth.Now, she seemed to have undergone a complete transformation, shedding her
Luana needed to get to the restroom, but the dizziness was so intense she couldn't move.She could only hold onto the door frame and sit back down.Thankfully, the vertigo came and went quickly, and before long, she started to feel better.Just as she was about to get up and head to the restroom again, she caught sight of Cline standing by the elevator.He was dressed in a well-tailored, custom-fit navy suit, standing tall and straight like a pine tree, his figure long and elegant.The warm light gently bathed him, casting a faint halo around him, making him look even more noble and aloof, exuding a unique, ascetic charm.His face was hidden in the dim light, his deep features as sculpted as ever, his deep-set eyes like the cold stars twinkling in the night sky, revealing an imposing aura.It seemed he had been standing there for a while.The moment Luana saw him, her heart tightened, rippling with a hint of nervousness.
Calvert noticed Cline sizing him up and, out of politeness, quickly raised his glass to toast with Cline.Although Cline responded, his demeanor was arrogant and disdainful.Seeing this, Calvert didn't say much.He had heard about Cline's temperament.This man was known for his cold and aloof nature, never giving any face to those he disliked.The fact that he responded in this setting meant he at least had some respect for Calvert.However, much of it was probably due to Runa's influence.Runa was skilled at lightening the mood, and with just a few words, she helped everyone become more familiar with each other.She then purposefully guided the conversation from everyday life to work matters, project collaborations, and bidding issues.She even brought up the recent actions of Coburn Group against the Ortega family.Throughout the entire process, only Cline remained mostly silent, his deep and sinister eyes occas
As Cline and Runa passed by her, Runa suddenly stopped in her tracks.She turned around and instructed Luana, "Luana, take Mr. Coburn back to the hotel."Luana forcibly pulled herself back to reality from her chaotic thoughts, nodded, and replied, "Okay."Runa then smiled contentedly, linked her arm with Cline's, and headed towards the elevator.Once they had their backs turned, Luana dared to lift her head and observe their departing figures.Cline and Runa together seemed like a perfect match, so compatible and harmonious.She herself, however, was just a passerby who had stumbled into their world, like a fleeting trace of a goose's flight, destined to vanish without a trace.Luana curled her lips into a wry smile, thinking to herself that this pain was nothing.As long as she had time to forget, she would surely let go of Cline just as she had forgotten Albion.Luana turned around and looked at Calvert and the others
Gath suffered from severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, needing to sleep at a fixed time every day, not even a minute and a half late.But at that moment, he was just too curious about who Calvert wanted him to save.So he gritted his teeth, broke the rules he had adhered to for years, got up, grabbed his car keys, and hurriedly went out.While Gath was still on his way, Calvert had already started giving Luana oxygen.Although the oxygen tank was small, it was enough to alleviate Luana's current emergency situation for the time being.After Luana started breathing the oxygen, the feeling of suffocation and pain in her heart gradually eased, no longer as unbearable as before.As the oxygen slowly entered her body, her consciousness also gradually recovered.When she slowly opened her eyes and saw Calvert standing by the bed with a furrowed brow, she was slightly stunned.It turned out that the person who just saved her was Cal
Luana quickly raised her hand to stop his action.With a calm expression, she said, "I have a heart condition. It's just a sudden attack this time, nothing serious. No need to check."She knew in her heart that her condition couldn't be hidden from a professional doctor, so she chose to tell the truth.However, the reason she didn't let Gath conduct a detailed diagnosis was that she was afraid that if Calvert found out about the severity of her heart failure, he would do something cruel to her again.She hadn't had the chance to say goodbye to Clarissa properly, and she really couldn't accept dying without understanding what was happening.As an experienced doctor, Gath could see through whether a patient was hiding their condition with just one glance.He subtly glanced at Luana's legs and noticed that her lower limbs had already shown obvious swelling, which is one of the typical symptoms of late-stage heart failure.This woman in f
Last time, it was her negligence that failed to keep Albion by her side. This time, she was determined to do everything in her power to protect Luana.Clarissa raised her hand and gently patted Luana's shoulder, hoping to offer some warmth.Time ticked by, and they remained in the same position until a man in a gray suit approached.Clarissa looked up at him, noticing his gaze fixed on Luana, and her tension grew.Before she could inquire about his identity, the man stepped forward and gently pushed Luana's head with his slender fingers."It's ten o'clock. It's time to go home..."Luana, recognizing Dorian's voice, didn't lift her head, her lifeless eyes fixed on the floor.Dorian frowned at her silence, then bent down slightly and spoke patiently, "Dorothy, come home with me."Luana raised her weary head and said, "I don't want to go home today..."She wanted to stay and support Clarissa, to quietly live for herself for
She couldn't believe it. Even with the news reports and Clarissa's own words, she still refused to accept it.Albion, the gentle and considerate young man who had cherished her, how could he have taken his own life in such a tragic way? It was impossible.Luana shook her head in disbelief. "No, he wouldn't do this..."Clarissa stepped forward and embraced Luana. She felt Luana's body growing cold, and her heart ached."Luana, I don't want to believe it either, but..."Clarissa's words trailed off, tears streaming down her face.Three years ago, fearing Albion might do something rash, she had followed him to the cemetery.There, she found no sign of Albion, only bloodstains on the tombstone.Her unease grew as she searched for him, but he was nowhere to be found.The next day, the news reported that Coburn Group's CEO, Calvert, had committed suicide at the cemetery.Only then did she realize Albion had truly done s
"Clarissa..." Albert wept and pleaded, "My mom has cancer, I got fired from my job, and the baby still needs milk. For the sake of our years together, treat me like a beggar and spare me a little help.""If you were truly a beggar, I'd give you some money to send you on your way, but you're not..."A clear voice cut through the air, tinged with exhaustion, coldness, and a hint of ruthlessness. "You're nothing but scum!""Clarissa!""Gag him and get him out of my sight!"At the command, the bodyguards immediately seized Albert and shoved him into the elevator."Humph, this despicable man!"Luana followed the voice and spotted a familiar figure leaning against the bar.The woman had a slender figure, waist-length curly hair, and fair, slender fingers holding a slender cigarette, while her other hand toyed with a wine glass.She tilted her head, staring into the red wine in her glass, as if observing another world from afar
Upon learning of this possibility, Cline simply said, "Thank you," and hung up the phone.He gazed once more in the direction the black luxury car had vanished, now more certain than ever that Dorian had taken his Luana.However, he refused to believe they were husband and wife.Russell arrived with the bodyguards in a hurry, seeing Cline standing in front of the smashed Bugatti.Thinking Cline's car had been in an accident, he quickly approached."Mr. Moriarty, are you alright? Did you take too much sleeping pill and start hallucinating again?"For the past three years, Cline had been plagued by insomnia, clutching two mementos of Luana and struggling to sleep through the night.Russell, worried about his health, had obtained some sleeping pills from Eva.Little did he know, Cline had become addicted to them. Later, Russell found out that the medication could induce hallucinations when taken in excess.It was these hall
Cline's brow twitched, his eyes filled with disdain as he regarded Dorian.He strode quickly to Luana, extending his hand with an unyielding tone, "Come with me."Before Luana could refuse, Dorian swiftly acted, his long arm encircling her shoulder and pulling her tightly into his embrace. A provocative smile played on his lips as he challenged, "On what grounds?"Cline's vision sharpened with pain, witnessing Luana clinging to Dorian, their bodies pressed close. A surge of rage erupted within him."Because I love her!"Cline's voice trembled yet rang out loud and clear, eight years of pent-up emotions bursting forth like a flood breaking its dam.Dorian, noticing the bloodshot eyes and the fervor in Cline's gaze, felt a flicker of realization. He glanced down at Luana in his arms.Her expression was calm, a faint smile curling her lips as if she had just heard an absurd joke, detached and indifferent.Not only did Dorian not l
Dorian rolled his eyes at the scene and impatiently pushed open the car door, stepping out to approach the Bugatti.He bent down and knocked on the window, "Dorothy, get out now."Luana, upon hearing Dorian's voice, froze for a moment before pushing away from Cline, who was still kissing her.Her breathing was slightly labored as she coldly instructed, "Open the door. My husband's here!"Cline's body stiffened. He averted his gaze from Luana and slowly looked at the man outside.Dorian, dressed in a gray suit, was impeccably neat. His handsome face and aristocratic demeanor made him look distinguished and aloof. Cline didn't care about Dorian's appearance, but he was annoyed that Dorian had called her Dorothy, not Luana.Cline swiftly fastened Luana's seatbelt and started the car, speeding out of the parking lot without another word.Dorian watched the Bugatti speed away, a look of frustration crossing his face.He muttered tha
Cline turned on the air conditioning, leaned sideways, and drew closer to Luana.His long, thick lashes lowered as he gazed at the petite Luana, his eyes revealing a longing he had never shown before."Luana..."He uttered her name as if it had taken all his strength.Luana opened her mouth to retort, but Cline suddenly gripped the back of her head with one hand, pressing her into his embrace.He whispered into her ear, "I... miss you so much."For three years, he had thought of her obsessively, to the point of madness, sleeplessness, and even hallucinations from medication.Now that he had found her alive and well, how could he let her go so easily?A flicker of disbelief crossed Luana's previously calm face, followed by a cold sneer in her heart.Would Cline truly miss her? He had never cared before. How could he miss her now?Was it because she was gone, and he couldn't find anyone to replace Runa, that he reme
For the past three years, his heart had felt hollow, a persistent ache that never truly subsided.Now, in this moment of holding Luana close, his restless heart finally found its resting place.To Cline, having someone he longed for still alive was like reclaiming what had been lost.He held Luana tightly, his throat constricting with emotion, unable to utter a word, wishing only to merge her into his very being and feel her presence undeniably.Luana, however, was perplexed by Cline's behavior.It was uncharacteristic of him—cold and distant at their airport encounter, avoiding even a glance, yet now he was uncharacteristically intimate.She wondered if the three years apart had taken a toll on his mental state.Frowning, she struggled to push him away, but Cline easily restrained her wrist with one hand.He spun her around, pinning her against the car door.Before she could speak, Cline captured her lips in a kis
Luana stood outside the door, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes as she contemplated Clarissa's changes over the years.Suddenly, the door creaked open from the inside.Angela, holding a child of about three years old, came into view.The little kid clutched a toy car, its round eyes wide with curiosity as it stared at Luana.Luana's gaze shifted between Angela and the child, a fleeting thought crossing her mind that Angela might be staying with Clarissa and Albert.Suppressing her doubts, she asked, "I'm a friend of Clarissa's. Is she home?"Angela froze, sizing up Luana from head to toe, unable to recognize the elegantly dressed woman with delicate makeup before her.It wasn't until Luana spoke that Angela's pupils contracted sharply, her face draining of color, her lips trembling as she stammered, "Y-y-y-o-u..."Then, as if she had seen a ghost, Angela retreated backward with the child, screaming at th