"Nick, let Ms. Jones go. She didn't mean to push me. I'm fine," said Jasmine, playing the understanding woman.I couldn't help but feel disdain. I had once played the same role for Nicholas, bending over backward to please him in front of Claudia.I knew all too well the game Jasmine was playing now
I watched as Nicholas' expression slowly hardened. He was determined to defend Jasmine in front of me, wasn't he? How could he ever be conflicted because of me?I straightened my posture and became serious as well. Raising my injured hand, I held it out toward them with the back of my hand facing up
My days had gotten a little better.Gray mentioned that several well-known lawyers had recently disappeared from the legal scene. He counted them off on his fingers, each one of them those who had been careless with their words at that party not too long ago.As he cast a curious gaze on me, he aske
I stared blankly at the screenshots my online followers sent me. In the pictures, Nicholas was giving some gifts to Jasmine with a gentle smile.He happened to be sitting across from her computer, and the midday sunlight, merging into his dark eyes, added a hint of warm ambiguity between them."Nick
Suddenly, there was a loud bang. A man dressed in black casual wear, wearing black sunglasses and a black hat, stood up from the audience and threw his cup of water to the ground.He shouted, "If the host is unprofessional, get off the stage! If you can't talk properly, you might as well donate your
When I stepped out of the studio, I didn't see anyone, but soon I heard the sound of hurried footsteps approaching me.Pete, who had been crouching on the steps outside the studio, rushed toward me when he saw me, pulling me into a big hug. His embrace was warm and trembling, his voice choked with e
"Ariana!" Nicholas' voice was restrained and calm. It sounded like he was calling out to someone insignificant. Yet, there was an underlying despair as if he was trapped in a nightmare.The hand on my shoulder tightened, and Pete's body trembled slightly. He whispered to me, seeking my approval. "Ms
Under Pete's expectant gaze, I nodded and said, "If that day really comes, I'm willing to give it a try with you."As I watched him leave, satisfied and hopeful, I slumped back into the chair, feeling drained. The table full of food didn't appeal to me at all due to my lack of appetite.Pete was ove