After successfully raising a ruckus in the Tanner family, Allison went home. Back at the hospital, Allison did not see Susan and Louis. Old Master Crawford was lying on the bed while Luke was sitting next to him. She could see that her son was very concerned about his grandfather's condition. Looking at the scene, she mouthed a silent prayer that Old Master Crawford would recover slower. If his condition worsened, her son would have to stay by his side! That way, the eldest grandson of the Old Master would not be able to leave for the small town! Otherwise, constrictive social norms would label him as an unfilial grandson! Allison felt as though she was losing her humanity in her attempts to separate Bianca from her son. She had no other choice. If Luke married Bianca, her life would turn into a living hell. Bianca seemed like her nemesis! The caretaker in charge of Old Master Crawford's diet arrived to deliver lunch. Allison took out the lunch boxes from the bag. "Fa
When Jason received Sue's message, he was waiting in front of the school for the boss's two babies. "Uncle Doyle!" Rainie ran out of the gates and into Jason's arms. Jason lifted the little princess with one arm, then took the little prince's hand with his other hand and walked toward the car. "When will Daddy come and pick us up from school again, Uncle Doyle?" Lanie asked a futile question. He and his sister knew that Daddy was very busy. On the rare occasion that Daddy was home, he was usually distant and responsive. It was as though they did not have a father. Now that their Daddy was warming up to them, he disappeared without a trace for the past two days. As Rainie was placed in the car by Jason, she heard her brother's words and looked innocently at Jason, waiting for an answer. After settling the two children in the car, Jason said seriously, "Your Daddy is very busy now, and he can't leave his job. Let your Uncle Doyle ask him again when he will be free to pick y
Bianca was nowhere to be seen. Xavier might not care about what other people thought of him, but he did not want to be the subject of ridicule of the employees of T Corporation. He left the town so that he would not look too desperate in pursuing Bianca. Walter kept the divorce agreements and the signature pen back into his briefcase. Then, he went to his car and followed the "defendant" of the divorce case out of town. As he drove, Walter took a swig of an energy drink. It was the first time in almost thirty years of his life that he had to personally track down a defendant. No other people would enjoy such treatment. Strictly speaking, he could not be bothered with divorce cases, unless they involved billionaires! After the cars left, the colleagues upstairs started talking among each other. Their room doors were open. While Joe was distributing bottled water bought from the grocery store among the female colleagues, he overheard one of them saying, "How amazing. Ev
After Luke's car left the courtyard, the workers lost all mood to sleep. The boss had arrived suddenly, and he had departed from the scene just as quickly, like a passing gust of wind. However, they were inexplicably nervous. It felt as though their boss was conducting a spot check on their work. They thought that their performance was not up to standard, and it was unacceptable in their boss's eyes. Joe could not contain his curiosity anymore and asked his colleagues, "How's the relationship between our boss and his Cayenne-driving cousin?" His colleagues all shook their heads. "How would we know?" One of the female colleagues answered. "The boss has always kept his personal life a secret. Even the paparazzi couldn't find out anything." All that was known about their boss's personal life was a photograph exclusively published in a recently popular magazine, showing their boss bringing his son and daughter out for breakfast one early morning. Many female workers in th
She could not resist the man's unrestrained yet passionate kiss. On their faces, their scents intertwined into something familiar yet unfamiliar. Perhaps it was because they had almost made out once earlier that morning, and now they had the chance again, Luke felt as though he had morphed into a voracious beast. His unrestrained urges ravaged her supple lips. He could catch a hint of agony in her moans, though he did not reduce in intensity. He wanted to swallow her whole and take the body that he had been hungering for. The man was like a child who had tasted candy for the first time. He had desired her body for a long time. That morning, he had the opportunity to taste its distinctive sweetness. When given delicious candy, any child would have done the same. They would greedily undress it from the wrapping, bring it into their mouths, and use their warmth and saliva to dissolve it. They might do so gently or violently, but the sensation was theirs to own… Luke on Bia
Bianca stifled her moans. Her entire body was taut as she tightly gripped the curtain in front of her… The curtain was not fastened securely. As the man behind her slid another inch into her, she gasped, and her mind turned blank. The curtain dropped… "Relax." Luke lowered his head and kissed her nape. Her fair skin under the moonlight looked smooth and tender. His movements were deliberately slow, and his mouth left various marks on her body. "Ah… mmh…" She had no defense against the man's invading lips and tongue. Bianca lifted her chin and pressed her entire body on the window. The man behind her continued to press forward inch by inch as though he was possessed. She could clearly sense that her breathing was becoming more labored. She took quick and shallow breaths so that she would not suffocate. The weather became colder. When Bianca opened her eyes, she could see the window fogged up by her breath. The discomfort lasted for a mere five minutes and turned into a
The black Bentley limousine did not drive into the courtyard but instead was parked outside. Luke was not driving his car. After Jason parked the car, he got out and opened the door to the back seat. The boss and his two children stepped out. Just as usual, Luke was impeccably dressed in his business suit and leather shoes. However, one could easily tell from his face that he was more vibrant than usual, as though he had heard some good news. Rainie was in her father's arms, smelling of her father's cologne, while Lanie ran excitedly into the courtyard wearing his backpack. "Hello, handsome young man!" One of the female colleagues greeted the boss's son. 'This trip is so worth it! 'The amenities might not be as good as the city, but I get to see the boss's handsome face and his cute kids! 'How blissful!' Lanie looked around the crowd but did not find Miss Bea, though he did not forget his manners and returned the greeting, "Good morning, Pretty Miss!" The female c
Downstairs, at the courtyard. The buns were bought by some colleagues in the morning shift, while a female colleague cooked the oatmeal in the kitchen. All of them agreed that the store-bought oatmeal was too gritty. It was the first time that the boss's kids ate small-town homemade buns. They ate two each, and that was not enough. Rainie stuffed her mouth full with a bun and blinked innocently at Uncle Doyle. She asked for more while chewing. "Don't rush. I'll go and buy some more." Jason ruffled Rainie's hair. As he got up, he turned to the other colleagues and said, "I'll get some for all of you too." The buns were not enough for everyone. The sudden appearance of the boss, his assistant, and his two children meant that the colleagues had to share their food with them. The scene in town was bustling. Jason stood in front of a food truck and bought fifteen chicken buns. When he took out his wallet and was about to pay, he noticed a woman dressed neatly in office wea
Lucius was different.He did not care about getting close to anyone, whether man or woman. Even when Hera’s attempts to seduce him were blatantly obvious, he still remained unmoved and even showed signs of rejection.Gerald could not help but marvel at Luca’s sharp observations and incisive remarks. He could not help but clap his hands lightly, genuinely impressed.“Lucius truly is exceptional,” said Gerald.Luca came downstairs.When she took the last step off the stairs, the men in the living room immediately fell silent.They held their breath as they watched the woman in front of them. Her hair was straight, not like their boss' companion.The men's gazes grew intense.Luca’s expression darkened.Gerald stood beside her and said, “See, I told you—you’re like a piece of meat dropped into a pack of wolves. Be careful.”One of the men heard Gerald and asked unhappily, “Hey, kid, what are you saying? What wolves? We’re gentlemen. We’d never dream of doing anything inappropr
When Gerald heard this, his face fell. “Huh? Ms. Craw, you're not cooking anymore?”Luca said nothing. Luke had already left with the others. She turned her gaze back before walking inside.Gerald realized that Luca had only been cooking breakfast because of Lucius. The thought puzzled him. Had they taken a liking to each other from the very start? That did not seem right.In this fast-paced modern world, even if they had, using something as old-fashioned as cooking to win someone over did not add up.Still, the timing was too coincidental to ignore. Luca started cooking for everyone when Lucius arrived, and she stopped as soon as he left. That realization gave Gerald an eerie feeling.Thinking they might have known each other back on the island, it all suddenly made sense. Of course! They must have met before. How else could this all line up so perfectly?With that thought, Gerald quickly caught up with Luca. “Ms. Craw, my cooking is terrible. Why don’t you keep doing it?”
Kassy’s eye donor was Hera, the one Abel had brought over.Even though Hera’s eyes resembled Kassy’s, they did not meet the criteria for a transplant. However, Hera’s blood type matched Kassy’s exactly.Hence, Abel decided to use Hera’s eyes. His belief was that her eyes were specifically meant for Kassy.Shanks knew he would not be able to change Abel’s mind, so he did not try. Abel’s stubbornness was something even Kassy herself could not sway.Luca remained silent for a while, not saying anything further. She understood that using a cadaver was the best option as it would not harm anyone.However, the eyes Abel wanted for Kassy were not from a cadaver. He intended to take them from Hera.Luca certainly would not participate in such a surgery. It was too cruel.“What are you thinking?” Shanks suddenly asked.Luca shook her head. “I’m just thinking about the volunteer’s situation.”“You’re wondering if this solution will be marketed, aren’t you?” Shanks suddenly asked.L
“I’m still a bit worried. Let me take a look in your room and change the dressing while I’m at it.” Luca knew Luke would not want her to worry. Therefore, she needed to see for herself that everything was fine before she could feel at ease.“Alright.” Luke knew she was worried about him, so the two of them headed into the room.He took off his shirt, revealing the bandage wrapped around his torso.Luca could not help but chuckle at the sight. The wrapping was done by Gerald, and it was hilariously sloppy. It was haphazardly bound—overly tight in some places and entirely uneven. It looked like it was just meant to cover the wounds, with no thought for neatness.“Stop laughing.” Luke was clearly rendered speechless by Gerald’s lackluster bandaging skills as well.If it were not for the fact that it was difficult to bandage himself, he would never have let Gerald do it.“With it wrapped like this, how are you supposed to sleep at night?” Luca asked as she began unwrapping the ba
Abel chuckled. His voice was low and gravelly.“Hera, let’s agree on something. Don’t use threats of leaving to manipulate me anymore, or I won’t be happy,” said Abel in a low voice.What might have sounded like a plea or a compromise came across to Hera as a veiled threat.The cool sensation of his fingers brushed against her eyelids, and she could not help but shiver. His touch felt as cold as death itself. She could not feel a trace of warmth.Her hands clenched tightly together. The tension in her grip was the only thing keeping her from trembling further.“Alright,” Hera murmured obediently.Abel withdrew his hand. Hera opened her eyes. A strange unease stirred within her. For reasons she could not quite explain, Abel’s behavior filled her with an unsettling dread…“Will you stay at the hospital with me tonight?” Hera could not help but crave some semblance of comfort.Abel frowned slightly. “Stay here with you? And what about Luca?”“You could just send her home. I onl
Luca's expression was serious, and Hera realized she was not just trying to scare her. Ignoring her warnings had already caused her to suffer once.Unwillingly, Hera sipped on the cereal. Her resentment was evident in every movement.Luca noticed it was not difficult for her to handle. She quietly sat down and ate her own bowl of cereal.Hera did not have much of an appetite.Hera took a couple of bites before growing bored. She glanced at Luca and asked, “How did you end up working for Abel?”Luca did not respond. She calmly blew on her cereal and ate in silence, showing no intention of engaging in conversation.“I’m talking to you. Are you deaf?” snapped Hera.Luca lifted her gaze briefly and replied, “You should finish your cereal before it gets cold.”“I’m not even hungry.” Hera really had no appetite and was not planning to eat the cereal.“It’s still better if you eat something. Otherwise, when hunger strikes later, don’t expect me to help you,” said Luca, “I’m only he
Luke had never taken the medicine that could speed up healing, so his recovery was nowhere near as fast as the others from the Island of Despair.Luca did not respond to Gerald’s comment. Her gaze fixed on him with intensity.“No stitches,” said Luke, “I trust you.”Luca bit her lower lip.“But if you don’t stitch it, it might tear open,” insisted Gerald, staring at Luke’s wounds.Luke glanced at his injuries and shrugged, seemingly unconcerned, as though the wounds had nothing to do with Luca.“Stitches will leave scars.”“Are you afraid of scars? What kind of man doesn’t have a few scars on him? Scars are a symbol of manhood,” teased Gerald with a playful tone, “Scars show you’re reliable, that you can protect a woman.”Luke gave him a look as though he were an idiot, then his gaze shifted to Luca. “I don’t want too many scars. I’m worried my future wife might dislike them.”Luca’s heart sank at his words, but his lighthearted remark eased her sadness. Despite the severity
Luca could not help but tremble with heartache. She fought hard to resist the urge to rush forward.Everyone in the room had survived brutal training to make it out of the Island of Despair, and they could not help but shudder when they saw the scene. The sound of the whip felt like it was landing on their own bodies.Gerald closed his eyes, unable to watch any longer. It was too cruel for him to watch.The ten lashes felt like an eternity, stretching on for what seemed like a century.Luca looked at the drenched clothes on Luke. His eyes were red, and his shirt was so soaked that you could wring out the blood from it. Her hands were clenched so tightly into fists that the veins were bulging.Abel tossed the whip aside, looking at Luke’s disheveled state with satisfaction. He enjoyed the thrill of this bloody scene.He turned to Luca, noticing her reddened eyes, and smiled even more devilishly. “Hera is in the hospital now. You’ll go take care of her for the next few da
Luca instantly understood the situation. It was about Hera.Hera was someone Abel valued, possibly as a future corneal donor for Kassy. While Abel might not love Hera now, he certainly took her health seriously.In a calm tone, Luca explained, “She was hospitalized due to inflammation that caused a fever.”Abel furiously flung his half-smoked cigar at her. The glowing embers singed her clothes, leaving a small burn mark.She instinctively stepped aside.Abel roared, “What kind of care is this?! I told you to look after her! Is this how you handle things?”Luca was perplexed. When did he ever tell her to look after Hera?Besides, she did take care of her.”When Ms. Sanchez fainted last night, she already had a low-grade fever. I diagnosed her condition as inflammation and prescribed anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing medication. I also emphasized that she needed to take oral anti-inflammatory drugs. She didn’t trust me and threw out Mr. Shanks’ medication, which led to her con