Gloria found herself despicable. In fact, she had thought about asking Derrick for help, to buy back her freedom from the Fittro Club.
"Do you want to say something?" Just as Derrick dropped Gloria off at Fittro Club's door, he suddenly pulled her and asked. "No. Nothing." Gloria felt dry in her throat. She couldn't ask the question out loud. She glanced at Derrick, turned around, and walked towards the club's door hastily as if she was running away from something. However, because of her leg, she couldn't walk fast. She tried to move forward as quickly as she could while dragging her injured leg, like a clown. Gloria did not dare to look at the man behind her. She suddenly felt ashamed of herself and thought, 'You are so hideous, Gloria!' She stood in front of the elevator. The doors opened. She was about to enter. Then she looked up and saw Patrick's angry and cold face. Gloria took a step back. Her guts told her that the man in fPatrick opened his eyes in the dark and glanced sideways at Gloria, who was asleep in his arms. His gaze fell on her neck, which was covered in hickeys. And then he closed his eyes again. To Patrick's surprise, Gloria left so many bloody bite marks on his shoulder. He didn't get it. Why did he let her do it? And why did he kiss every part of her body so madly? His instinct urged him to get close to Gloria, to make her his. He didn't want to control himself. Patrick also said to himself, "Don't think about it." The next day, when Gloria woke up, her eyes were bloodshot. She gave herself a few seconds to react. Then suddenly, she remembered what happened yesterday. She quickly sat up and looked around. Patrick had already left. As she breathed a sigh of relief, she felt a dull pain in her heart. When she got up, she realized that she slept all night while being completely naked. She actually fell asleep next to Patrick!
In the Sea Moon Pack, Mike glanced at Lucas, who was sitting on the sofa in his office, and said, "You seem to be in a good mood these days." "Why shouldn't I? I've come across a very interesting prey," Lucas said with a smile. Mike put the document down, looked at Lucas, and said seriously, "Lucas, stop it. There's nothing funny about it." "Mike, you are an Alpha. Don't you know that hunting is a very elegant sport?" Lucas said. "If hunting is indeed so much fun, how come you've kept going after different prey over the years?" Mike frowned. Lucas raised his index finger and shook it. "The fun of hunting lies in the process. That's what I enjoy. The process is all that matters. Get it, my Alpha?" Mike instinctively frowned. "I'm not that sick like you." "I know Melissa was the only one for you." Suddenly, Lucas found it hard to finish his words. He sensed that Mike had released the Alpha's pressure, which was so suffocating t
Lucas did not care about Gloria's attitude. With an indifferent smile on his face, he said, "Wounds should be treated. Leaving it will only make things worse." "It's none of your business," Gloria said coldly. Then she remembered that she had just received 20 thousand dollars from Lucas, so she adjusted her tone and continued, "Mr. Norman, please don't kiss my forehead again." Lucas looked at Gloria suggestively. He said gently, "Then can I kiss you?" He quickly pecked at her lips after finishing speaking. Gloria lowered her head. A hint of disgust flashed across her eyes, and Lucas did not see it. Gloria asked, "Mr. Norman, the kiss is included in the money, right?" Lucas wasn't offended. Instead, he was very satisfied with the prey he had his eyes on. As he expected, Gloria was not as timid as she let on. "The money includes the kiss on your forehead," Lucas said, feeling pleased. Then he left Gloria's room and stood in the doorwa
Gloria went back to the Public Relations Department lounge and sat inside. She was the only one there. Time ticked by, and soon, it was time to go home. Same as yesterday, she received no work at all. Gloria was not stupid. She had been out of work for the last month, sitting on her hands. She vaguely had a theory about the reason why. She left Fittro Club and went back to her dorm. She walked up the stairs, and just like yesterday, she saw Lucas at her door. This time, Gloria did not ask anything. She just took out her key in front of Lucas and opened the door. Then she said, "Come in, Mr. Lucas. I'll make you something to eat." Lucas looked at Gloria's back as she cooked in the kitchen in an orderly manner. The corners of his mouth curled up since he was in a good mood. He ate up as usual. When he put down his knife and fork, there was a check for 20 thousand dollars at the corner of the table. "I guess the food I make is m
Gloria didn't look embarrassed at all. She said frankly, "Mr. Lucas, I never said that the food I cooked was worth 100 thousand dollars. You gave it to me because you thought it was worth it. I was short of money, so I accepted it. Why did I accept it, though I knew it was not an equivalent exchange? Perhaps you have forgotten that I am a woman who will do anything for money. I'm a call girl. I'm not a socialite. I need money. I need one million dollars. It means the world to me. If I don't come up with this money by the deadline, I'm going to lose something very important." "That has nothing to do with me." Lucas was expressionless. He did not care about anyone else. He raised his hand and glanced at his watch. "I have wasted a lot of time already. Miss Carter, I have disturbed you for a long time now. There's no need for us to meet again in the future." "I thought so, too. That's why I walked you downstairs." She thought for a moment. Then she said, "Mr. Luc
A crisp slap rang out. It was particularly clear in the corridor at night. Lucas' face went sideways. After a long while, he slowly raised his hand and touched his cheek in disbelief. "That was quite a slap," Lucas said. Gloria's hand was shaking, but her eyes looked determined. She felt the pleasure of revenge. She said, "Mr. Norman, you enjoy rubbing salt on other people's wounds so much. Now you know. It hurts." After that, she angrily turned around and walked up the stairs, ignoring his reaction. Lucas was still standing on the stairs. He touched his cheek, which was in pain, and he did not chase after her. His eyes were flickering with an obscure light. He kept staring at her back till she disappeared. He walked downstairs, went out of the neighborhood, and got into the sports car parked on the side of the road, his cheeks burning. He touched his face again and sighed, "It does hurt." He picked up his
Lucas stood up, turned his head to look at the vigilant woman, and asked, "Aren't you going to send me off?" "No. Mr. Norman, close the door when you leave," said Gloria. "Isn't it a basic requirement in your line of work to see people off? Or, Miss Carter, do you think that I'm not a guest for you anymore, since you're off work and in your dormitory now? Miss Carter, maybe I should go to Fittro Club, the place where you work, to see you tomorrow. What do you think?" Lucas said casually. Gloria thought, 'Seriously? Are you threatening me again? How despicable!' Gloria gritted her teeth. Each time, Lucas always managed to make her grind her teeth with hatred. She said, "Mr. Norman, you are right. I shouldn't neglect my guests, just because I'm off duty. Mr. Norman, let me send you off." As she spoke, she walked forward while looking at the man next to her even more vigilantly. She thought, 'Who knows what's wrong with him? He
Gloria looked flustered and viscerally rejected Christine's statement. She quickly said, "Christine, I haven't changed." "Gloria, haven't you noticed? The expression on your face is no longer rigid. All I could see in your face before was a dull, lifeless look," Christine looked at Gloria and said. "Now I think you're more like a living person." Gloria opened her mouth. She wanted to say something to refute Christine. "Gloria, who made you change? Lucas?" It didn't seem that Christine felt glad for Gloria. She went furious instantly and rebuked Gloria sternly, "He's up to no good! Gloria, I want you to feel happy, more than anyone else. But this man, Lucas, shouldn't be the one to walk you out, because he could get you hurt again." Gloria did not speak. Christine exhaled hard and said, "Gloria, promise me not to see him again. I will arrange a new dormitory for you today." "No!" Gloria immediately looked up and called out. In the ne
Luana stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her resemblance to Dorothy grew day by day, and fear began to gnaw at her heart.She had already been a stand-in once. How could she bear to become one again, especially for her sister?Accompanied by a caregiver, Luana visited a hair salon and had her hair extended to waist-length, styled in the familiar waves she once wore.Dorian said nothing when he saw her like this, but after she fell asleep, he took a pair of scissors and cut off her hair.Luana was terrified, nearly fainting from the shock.Dorian, however, propped his chin on his hand with a nonchalant expression and said, “Who said you can do that?”Luana gaped at him, unable to contain her frustration. "Dorian, are you crazy…?"Dorian let out a soft chuckle. "Only now figuring that out?"Speechless, Luana took a deep breath and tried to reason with him."I'm not Dorothy. I'm Luana. Can you stop d
Luana had long harbored such suspicions in her heart.If her mother had not passed away, Dorothy would not have had to flee with her across different places.Her mother and sister must have experienced some terrifying events back then.Thinking of how George had not mentioned her father once, Luana couldn't help but ask again, "And my father...?"Before she could finish, George spread his hands helplessly, "Sorry, that's all I know."Luana stopped pressing George for more information, but her gaze took on a more inquisitive hue.George, an internationally renowned cardiologist, had gone to such lengths for her sister—what exactly was their relationship?George placed the photo frame on the bedside table and, noticing Luana's scrutinizing look, guessed her thoughts."Dorothy and Dorian have been close friends of mine for many years..." he offered a brief explanation, yet said nothing of the conflict between Dorian and Doro
"After he replaced you, he saw a man being deeply affectionate toward you when he arrived."To ensure your sister's heart would only be yours, he secretly switched you out, letting your sister take your place in the cremation..."Once you were replaced, I found you hadn't suffered brain death and immediately rushed to save you, performing the heart transplant surgery..."Luana fell silent for a long while after George's account. So this was how she survived. She wasn't an orphan after all.She had a sister... A sister who had given her heart to save her.Yet, Luana still had many questions.She didn't understand why her sister had been fleeing with her abroad.And why, according to George, her sister was eager to end her life not just to save her but also to escape Dorian. What had happened between them that drove her sister to end her life to avoid him?Her face etched with confusion, Luana struggled to ask George, but he coul
When Luana heard the mechanical female voice again, she felt a wave of despair. Her tears flowed even more fiercely.She wanted to get up and rush back to them immediately, but she couldn't move at all...Dorian, seeing the urgency and despair in Luana's eyes, couldn't help and said, "You've been in a coma for two years. Maybe they've changed their phone numbers."His words kindled a flicker of hope in Luana. Yes, after being unconscious for so long, many things must have changed, and changing phone numbers was entirely possible.She forced herself to sit up, clinging to this hope, and asked Dorian again, "How... much longer... until I recover?"Dorian, casually playing with his phone, replied indifferently, "I'm not a doctor. How would I know?"Luana was taken aback by his words, tightly pursed her lips, and stopped bothering him.Dorian sat for a while, finding it dull, and got up to leave.That night, Luana's dreams were no
Dorian spoke slowly, "I respected her last wish. When you were sent to be cremated, I replaced you and transplanted her heart into your body. George said even with a new heart, you might not survive, but you did... Only... you survived, and she took your place, lying forever in the cold cemetery..."His eyes dimmed as he spoke, his entire being shrouded in sorrow.Luana was utterly confused, blinking to signal Dorian to continue.But Dorian fell silent. His gaze shifted to her heart area, a hint of regret surfacing in his eyes."Have you ever deeply loved someone?" he abruptly changed the subject, posing a strange question.This caused Luana to fall silent, her expression turning somber.She might have once, but when Cline let Runa answer her call on the day of her death, she had given up on that feeling entirely..."Was it the man named Albion?" Dorian asked further.Luana was startled, surprised that Dorian knew about Albion.
He set down the mirror, leaned back in the armchair, and propped his leg up, speaking with interest, "Luana, you're quite intriguing."Luana was taken aback. This man knew her name, indicating he knew her, yet she had no recollection of him. Who on earth was he?The man leaned forward slightly, his deep black eyes fixed intently on Luana's face. "Listen carefully, I am—"He paused, then his thin lips parted again. His clear voice reached Luana's ears, "Dorian Lamont."Dorian, Dorian... Luana searched her memory for this name but found nothing.She stared into his eyes, filled with confusion, eager to understand more.However, the man had no more to say. He rose and left the room.Shortly after he exited, a blonde, blue-eyed female caregiver entered.While assisting Luana in wiping her body, she chattered about something akin to a miracle, then left after cleaning up, without elaborating further.Once alone, Luana g
She quickly lowered her eyelashes, blocking out that scorching gaze.The man stared at her for a while, and upon noticing the flutter of her lashes, he confirmed she was truly awake.He straightened up, said nothing, and turned to leave, soon returning with an elderly man.The old man had golden hair and blue eyes, his head full of white hair. Dressed in a white suit, he looked spirited and elegant.The man led the elderly gentleman in, raised his slender finger, pointed at Luana on the bed, and asked with a frown, "George, how did she wake up?"George?Luana was taken aback. Eva had mentioned that Cline had contacted a renowned international heart specialist for her, and that expert was named George. Could this be him?George didn't respond to the man's question. Instead, he activated the medical equipment and began a full-body examination of Luana.His expression was focused, his eyes filled with disbelief.His reactio
Cline's face stiffened instantly. The body he had been barely holding together suddenly collapsed.Yes, Luana loved Albion, not him. What right did he have to stay here?He remembered how Luana had repeatedly asked him not to mess with her in the past...Since she despised him so much, if he didn't let Aibion be alone with her for a while, she would only hate him more.Thinking this, Cline slowly stood up and walked away without looking back.Calvert watched Cline's figure disappear, then turned back. He gently traced Luana's photo on the tombstone."Luana, forgive me for not telling him the truth—that you actually loved him... I just wanted to punish him for being so cruel to you... But please, don't blame me, okay?"With that, he kissed the tombstone one last time."Luana, I've passed the Coburn Group to my cousin and given all my personal assets to Clarissa. I... can come to stay with you now."Calvert took out
Calvert managed a calm smile, "Don't worry. I'm just fulfilling my promise to take care of you. But I have to manage the Coburn Group, so I won't be able to look after you in person. I can only support you financially."He lowered his eyes, filled with guilt, "I should have taken care of you both as soon as I returned to the Coburn Group, but my amnesia made you both suffer for five years..."Clarissa pushed the folder back, "I can't accept these. I can earn money myself."Calvert insisted, "Take it. Consider it compensation for my regrets over the years." With that, he got up and left."Where are you going?" Clarissa called out.Calvert turned back, his smile making her uneasy, "To visit her.""Albion, I'm the only family you have left. Don't do anything foolish," Clarissa's voice was choked with emotion.Calvert waved his hand without turning around and walked away.He bought a bunch of flower and went to the cemetery. In the