Kassy had a dazed look of suspicion the moment she saw Bianca. ‘Why does she look so familiar?’ However, she was sure that she had never seen her before this. Just as Kassy was about to take a second look at Bianca, she received an urgent call. When she saw the caller ID, Kassy's brows wrinkled further. When she answered the phone, her face changed abruptly when she heard the news. "Yes, Godfather, I'll come back right away!" Kassy was no longer bothered with the dress nor Bianca. She rushed off in her ten-centimeter high heels. Bianca was impressed that Kassy could walk so smoothly and quickly even in high heels. Professional models would be ashamed if they could see her. Bianca, who was immersed in her thoughts, did not realize that she had a narrow miss with danger earlier. … Women's friendships were easy to form. Shopping made the three women, who were initially not close with each other, grow a sisterly bond. When Vivian was changi
Bianca was unsure what had happened. A minute ago, they were just talking about going to a spa and a hair salon. However, out of the blue, Vivian insisted on heading home immediately. She held Vivian's hand and asked worriedly, "What’s going on? What happened to Gordan?" Vivian shook her head gently and kept quiet. Her brother's roar echoed in her mind, "Come home now! Gordan is a bastard and I’m going to kill him! He brought someone home to mess around with. Are you going to do anything about it?!" At that moment, Vivian's heart felt like it had been stabbed by a sharp knife. Intense shame overwhelmed her, and she was not sure what to do. She did not believe it and even explained to Ray on the phone, "Ray, this must be a misunderstanding. Gordan… He… He wouldn’t do this to me. Wait for me, I'll come back right away. Before I get home, please don't hurt him. Otherwise, you’ll never hear the end of it from me!" Even in a situation as such, Vivian was stil
Bianca's silence made Ray think that she would not interfere in his decision, so he vented all his anger on Gordan and intended to beat him to death. Ray was known to be cruel. If he wanted someone dead, he would be merciless and hold nothing back. Gordan protected his head with his hands as he curled up into a ball. He endured it at first. Eventually, it was unsure whether he could no longer stand the pain or if it was because he felt embarrassed in front of Bianca... He suddenly grabbed Ray's hand. His blood-stained face snarled at Ray as he shouted, "Kill me if you want to! I’m not afraid of you just because you’re the godfather of the Mafia! If Luke were around, you’d never dare to lay a finger on me. Your sister is so ugly that she makes me lose my appetite every time I see her. Who the f*ck would want to marry her? "At that time, what happened between us was consensual. She should thank God for the rest of her life that I took her virginity. How could you
The sun was setting. Luke drove a fishing boat on the surface of the sea. From afar, he could see a luxury cruise ship. The cruise ship was brilliantly lit. There was a party going on. He had been to such occasions before. He knew that people from the upper layers of society loved to host tacky events like those to flaunt their family's wealth. He narrowed his gaze and thought of an idea. Instantly, he abandoned the fishing boat, dove into the sea elegantly like a swordfish, and swam toward the cruise ship… In the VIP cabin of the cruise ship. A young and handsome man was dressed in the classic English style. His skin was more delicate than a female, and his deep blue eyes and sculpted mixed-blood features inspired romance. He stood tall and straight like a noble in front of the window, looking down at the hall while slightly frowning. He seemed like a gentleman, but his thin lips were slightly pressed together in disapproval. In front of him was Shanna, a sweet, ch
"Where do you think you're looking?" The man behind Anand spoke hoarsely, and his grip on Anand became tighter. Anand dared not look around, but he saw that the man had rolled up the sleeve of the arm that was pinning him. Terrifying scars crisscrossed the muscular arm. Anand suddenly remembered that Bianca's husband had been missing for two years. When he wanted to visit Bianca, she had rejected him, and he did not pursue the matter further. Where had Luke Crawford been in the past two years? What had he been through? No one would know. From what Anand could see, he could tell that Luke had been suffering. Otherwise, the wealthy and noble Luke would not have so many scars. Suddenly, a servant knocked on the cabin door. "Mr. Anand, were you quarreling with Ms. Shanna earlier? Madam wants you to meet her in the front hall…" Anand could feel something hard and tubular press into his waist. "Listen to me if you want to live. Tell her that you're occupied now." Luke's ton
When Bianca heard that voice, she felt an invisible hand grip her heart, and the pain caused her to tremble uncontrollably. Tears started to fall. "Luke… is that you? Is that really you, Luke?" The woman's stifled sobs were very soft. Like a wisp of smoke, it traveled through the phone and entered Luke's ear. It was as though he could see Bianca's crying face in front of him. Luke's heart wrenched, but he forced himself to stay calm. "Don't cry… It's me. I'm still alive. Listen to me. I'm in a risky situation now, and I can't contact you too often. Otherwise, you and the children will be in danger. I can't tell you too much now, but when I get home, I'll tell you what happened to me over the past two years…" Now, she was like a flower blooming under the sun, but he could only look at her from the shadows. He wanted to pluck that flower, but he could not risk exposing himself. Bianca wanted to stop crying, but she could not stop her tears. "Alright, we'll wait for your retur
Bianca dreamed of Luke that night. In the dream, they were lying on a meadow. The willow trees were sprouting, and the sun was gentle. Her face was buried in his chest. One hand was caressing his handsome face, immersed in the bliss of reunion, while the other hand was playfully punching him. She alternated between crying and laughing, asking him, "Where have you been for the past two years? Don't you know that I've almost lost my mind thinking about you?" He did not speak, but she could see her reflection in his clear eyes. His gaze was so gentle and profound that she could drown in it. He kissed her madly. "I miss you, Bianca, I miss you," he mumbled. Their limbs intertwined with each other. She could sense the warmth of his body. His soul belonged to her. Just when she was about to tear his clothes away, she felt her body suddenly sink, waking up from her dream. She opened her eyes and saw a pair of eyes as clear and profound as Luke's. Tommy sprawled mischievously
In the dining hall, the maid tore off a paper-thin mask from her face. Bianca had never seen the face below the mask before. She was shocked. "Who are you? What did you do to Mary?" Mary was the maid who personally attended to Bianca. "You can ask her that in hell!" The "maid" smiled sinisterly. With a wave of her hand, many strangers wielding machine guns rushed into the dining hall. Selena was shocked. She tried to hold off the intruders with her taekwondo skills while shouting to Bianca, "Run away with Tommy, Sis!" Naturally, bare fists were no match to guns. Soon, Selena was sprawled on the floor with a gun pointed at her head. "Selena!" Bianca cried out. She carried Tommy and tried to find a way out. "Mommy, Mommy…" Sensing danger, Tommy hugged Bianca's neck tightly and did not make a fuss. Bianca felt a muscular arm hold her by her beck, and the maid held a dagger to her face. The coldness of the blade made Bianca shudder. "You'd better listen to what I
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