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
Luana was completely unaware of the rumors about her and Calvert that were spreading among the wealthy young men.Initially, she had planned to rest for a while and leave once the dizziness subsided.However, she unknowingly fell into a deep sleep without any warning.Calvert, noticing her lack of movement for a long time, thought she might have slipped into a coma and gently nudged her.When he realized she was merely asleep, he breathed a sigh of relief.He stood by the bed, frowning as he watched her for a moment, then gently tucked the blanket around her.After turning off the light, he left the room.Exiting the presidential suite, Calvert asked his assistant Stanley, who was waiting outside, in a stern voice, "Do I really have no past with her?"Stanley, with an unchanging expression, replied calmly, "Yes, didn't Mr. Coburn take you to the orphanage to verify with the director a few years ago?"Recalling the past,
Luana checked the time and realized she had slept until late afternoon, around four or five o'clock.The countless missed calls on her phone screen hadn't managed to wake her up from her deep slumber.She really could sleep through anything. As she thought this, she swiped to unlock her phone, wondering who had been calling so persistently.To her surprise, she found hundreds of missed calls, all from Mr. Night.He had not only been calling her non-stop throughout the night and day but had also sent countless messages to her.She had slept so soundly that she hadn't heard a single ring or notification.Luana didn't rush to call him back but instead opened WhatsApp to see what he had written.At first, Mr. Night had asked, "Where are you? Send me your location."Gradually, his messages became more suspicious. "Are you with another man?"Eventually, his tone turned aggressive. "If you dare be with another man, I'll kill yo
Just the sight of Cline made Luana's heart race with anxiety, and she dared not even lift her head, her small frame instinctively hiding behind Calvert.This act of hiding only served to enrage further Cline, his gaze towards her becoming even colder.Calvert, however, failed to notice the tension between them and politely extended his hand, greeting, "Mr. Moriarty."Cline barely glanced at the hand extended towards him and coldly remarked, "I have a phobia of germs."His demeanor was the epitome of arrogance and disrespect.Fortunately, Calvert had always been extremely composed and did not feel embarrassed by this. He retracted his hand and responded with a smile, "No problem."Ignoring Calvert's response, Cline's icy eyes turned directly towards Luana, who was hiding behind him."Luana is here too?" he said.Having been called out, Luana could no longer continue to hide.She reluctantly stepped out from behind Calvert
Luana did not respond, simply reaching for her water glass and taking a quiet sip.Seeing her silence, Calvert became even more convinced that she was referring to him.In fact, a hint of doubt was quietly rising in his heart, questioning whether the information he had investigated before was incorrect.After all, he couldn't remember her at all.However, seeing her so vulnerable and helpless last night, he couldn't help but feel worried and even a bit sad.That heart-wrenching feeling was so real that it made him start to ponder whether what she had said before might be true.After hesitating for a moment, he mustered the courage to ask, "Miss Hammond, you once said you were my girlfriend. Is that really true?""No, I lied to you," Luana replied without even lifting her eyelids, flatly denying it.Hearing this answer, Calvert felt a slight sinking in his heart, a sense of loss welling up. He continued, "Then why did you lie to
The car window slowly lowered, revealing a profile so exquisitely chiseled that it was breathtaking.When Luana recognized the owner of that profile, her heart skipped a beat.She wasn't sure if Cline had come for her, so she didn't dare to linger, reaching for the car door to quickly get inside.However, a cold male voice came from behind, "Get in the car."Luana froze on the spot.She wondered, hadn't he told her never to appear in front of him again?Why was he asking her to get in the car now?Luana looked at the man in the car, whose cold and indifferent eyes were staring at her as if he would strangle her on the spot if she didn't obey.After a brief internal struggle, Luana eventually walked towards the Ferrari.She intended to sit in the back seat, but the door was locked tight and couldn't be opened, with only the passenger door wide open.The intention was clear. He wanted her to sit in the passenger sea
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