Christine walked very fast. She soon reached the Public Relations Department's lounge and walked past it toward the manager's office.
Her stilettos tapped against the marble tiles, and she looked angry. The staff trembled in fear as they watched Christine walk straight toward her destination. She kicked the office door open, making a huge noise. Christine roared furiously, "Emily, I want an explanation!" Emily was startled. She looked at Christine, who appeared out of the blue, and asked, "Christine, what's going on?" Christine walked into the office and slammed the door shut, blocking those probing gazes. She stood at the door with her arms crossed. Looking at Emily coldly, she said, "Who said you could arrange work for Gloria? Don't you know that she is still sick? Did you have my permission?" Emily felt relieved and dissatisfied when she heard that Christine was here for Gloria. Emily said, "Christine, I'm the manager of tThe call girls in the Public Relations Department's lounge were surprised to see Emily panic. They heard Christine's voice from before dimly. However, they did not know what had happened between Emily and Christine. "What did Gloria do this time? Christine is here, asking Emily to find Gloria herself!" "What does Gloria have anything to do with you?" "Well, that's true." They were talking, yet Emily didn't have time to listen to their conversation at all. She rushed into the public lounge as fast as she could. She saw Gloria, who was in the lounge. "Gloria, you..." Emily was used to talking to Gloria arrogantly. Suddenly, she recalled Christine's words. She coughed awkwardly and softened her tone, saying, "Are you alright?" Gloria was puzzled. She thought, 'Since when did you care about me?' "I'm fine," Gloria said. "I want to ask you something. It's about Room 3 on the third floor." Gloria stiffened.
Leonard frowned at Christine's words. He did not agree with Christine. Christine joined the Black Thorn Pack later, whilst he was always by Patrick's side, protecting Patrick. In Leonard's eyes, Gabrielle, Damon's sister, was the love of Patrick's life. Gloria was nothing to him. He said with dissatisfaction, "There are some things that you don't know. Don't give random comments." Christine smiled. She figured that Leonard was the one with all self-righteousness. "Call her over," Leonard said as he pointed at Lillian's photo. Christine nodded. She disliked Lillian anyway. Lillian was called to Christine's office. On Lillian's way here, she had been uneasy all along. "Christine." Lillian now was very humble. Unlike the first time she went to Christine's office, she was no longer contemptuous when talking to Christine. "I'll cut to the chase. Tell us about what happened in the room on the third floor today," Christine sa
"Lillian, I told you to be kind the last time I spoke to you. Obviously, you didn't take my words seriously at all. You brought it to yourself. You have no reason or right to hate anyone," Christine looked at Lillian and said with blunt hatred in her eyes. Christine then looked at Gloria and continued, "Gloria, you don't need to help her. She deserved it." Lillian cried hard. She was no longer as arrogant as she had been before when she faced Gloria. Grabbing Gloria's clothes in both hands, she begged, "Gloria, please! Help me. This is the first time I've ever asked you for anything." Gloria stood in situ expressionlessly. She was amused by Lillian's words. She said, "That's right. This is the first time. Because the boss of Fittro Club won't believe you this time even if I play along with you and help you lie." "Gloria, you're here to twist the knife, aren't you?" Lillian's face was full of grief and indignation. She looked like she knew
Patrick thought, 'Do as I say? Is that how you were, Gloria Carter? I don't think so.' Patrick put his hand up. His arm was propped on the arm of the sofa while he supported his chin with his hand, looking lazy. He looked at the woman in front of him silently. Time ticked, and Gloria began to feel restless. Patrick never looked away from her face. The light was too dim for her to see the emotion on his face. Occasionally, she would look up tentatively, yet she could only see his cold eyes in the dimness. A few minutes later, she finally gave in, finding it hard to keep sitting still anymore. She raised her head and said, "Mr. Hammond, I'm here to ask you to forgive someone." She cut to the chase. Patrick nodded while sitting on the sofa. He said lazily, "I know. I was waiting for you to speak." Gloria was stunned for a second. Only then did she realize that the reason why Patrick was sitting there and staring at
Gloria thought, 'I know what it's like to owe someone her life because I can't pay it back. Even though I am working my ass off, trying to save money to get my freedom back, I know Mica will never see any of my efforts. I don't care about Lillian. I don't like or hate her, though she is selfish and insolent, and she has crossed the line many times. Also, it's not my intention to meddle in others' business and come here to plead for her. I simply don't want to owe someone her life, whether it's a nice person or not, and whether it has something to do with me directly or not. I just don't want it whatsoever. That's why I came here after all, though I was so reluctant.' When Gloria was yelling, she said she didn't want to owe someone her life, and Patrick heard her. Patrick pondered for a while, and he had his guess. Patrick did not know that Gloria was referring to Mica. Instead, he figured that Gloria was repentant for causing Gabrie
Patrick didn't cut off the mind link. He looked at the unconscious Gloria, who was lying on the bed. He walked over and pushed her to the side. Then he slowly lifted her shirt. As her shirt was lifted gradually, his gaze landed on her waist. Patrick saw a hideous wound and his pupils contracted. "Our mate!" Leo said in a pained voice. He couldn't feel his mate. Only a faint breath told him that Gloria was his and Patrick's mate. "Who did this?" Patrick's voice was as cold as a sudden blizzard. He saw an ugly scar on the left side of Gloria's waist. He stretched out his hand, wanting to stroke it. His large hand could not help but tremble. His slender fingers touched the scar. Covered by the scar, her skin was no longer smooth. The second he touched it, he felt as if his fingertips had been scalded. Sean could tell from Patrick's voice that he was having mixed feelings. He scolded with a teasing tone, "She
Sean suddenly thought of what he had said to Gloria today. He told her that she let him down, and he blamed her for changing. Now that he thought about it, he regretted it so much. He wasn't the one who had been suffering. Sean continued, "When I went to see her before, she wasn't in a serious condition. I don't know why she fainted again, but I suggest that you take her to the hospital now. She has gone through so much, including drowning, having a fever, and blacking out. Even healthy werewolves couldn't deal with those, let alone her. Werewolf herbs can relieve werewolves' symptoms, but it is our strong resilience that does most of the trick. Gloria does not have her wolf now. She may be more vulnerable than humans." "Alright. I'll drive her to the hospital now." "OK. I'll see you there." Then Patrick and Sean cut off the call simultaneously. Patrick stood by the bed and looked at the woman on the bed. Sean's words still echoed in his mind, "D
Patrick looked at Gloria somewhat obsessively. Losing in his memories, he found it impossible to resist Gloria. He had been drawn to her increasingly day by day. "What the heck is going on?" Patrick asked his wolf in his mind. "She is our mate," Leo emphasized again. He responded in Patrick's mind, "We, werewolves, need to be with our mates. Such a bond will make us feel secure and happy." Patrick was silent and did not respond to Leo. Leo said to himself, "It would be better if you could mark her as soon as possible. I get annoyed when our mate is around, yet you can't mark her." "I've already rejected her," said Patrick. "But she didn't reject you, so, it didn't take effect," Leo said disapprovingly. Just as Patrick wanted to ask Leo about Gloria's wolf, he suddenly received a call request in his mind. It was from the pack. He accepted the request, and then Leonard's voice sounded in his mind. "Alpha Patrick,
Her inner turmoil was like a raging tide, yet she forced herself to remain calm.Regardless of who this man was, once he entered the room, she had to find a way to drug him.With this thought in mind, Luana unclenched her fists and said, "Mr. Elan, if you want to play role-playing games, there's no need to turn off the lights. It's so dark in here, I can't see you at all."As she spoke, she felt her way to the table, picked up an empty wine glass, and poured a small amount of wine mixed with sleeping pills into it.She carried the glass to the man and offered it to him, "Mr. Elan, have a glass of wine first."Luana's original plan was to give Travis the contract when he arrived, and once he got the contract, he would surely become lustful towards her.At that moment, she would persuade Travis to have some wine, and when the effect of the medicine took place, she would kill him with a dagger.Then, she would record a video to expose Tr
After the exchange of rings and the champagne toast, the wedding neared its end.Luana's heart finally settled.The wedding had gone off without a hitch, and the next item on her agenda was to deal with Travis.She followed the wedding car to their new home and then took a taxi back to her own place.In her bedroom, as she opened the wardrobe to change out of her bridesmaid dress, a bank card fell out.It was the dowry she had given to Clarissa, who had secretly returned it to her wardrobe.Picking up the card, Luana couldn't help but smile.Clarissa was always giving without expecting anything in return, not even taking advantage of Albert.She was the kind of woman who made one feel warm inside.Holding the bank card tightly, Luana thought about how she wouldn't be there after tonight.If she hadn't left Clarissa any words, Clarissa would surely be heartbroken.So, she sat down at her desk, took up her pe
Travis looked Luana up and down, his eyes igniting with desire at the sight of her in the champagne bridesmaid's dress.He reached out, pulled her into his arms, and said while caressing her waist, "Since it's signed, why not give it to me sooner?""Mr. Elan, I need to ensure the wedding goes smoothly. If you take the contract and then renege and disrupt my friend's wedding, what am I to do?" Luana replied, forcing herself to endure her disgust and deal with him cautiously."Do you not trust me?""That's correct," Luana stated. "Mr. Elan, you will get the contract tonight."Her makeup was soft, but her expression was resolute, leaving no room for negotiation.Travis grinned, "How do I know you're not lying to me?"Luana took out her phone, opened a document, and showed Travis a fake contract she had prepared in advance."Mr. Elan, look closely. This contract is from the Moriarty Group, and it's stamped, so it's genuine."
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