Leia was half-naked on the bed with Wayne. She was panting heavily after the vigorous session when Wayne abruptly covered her mouth. "Shh…" "What's wrong?" Leia glared at Wayne unhappily while her limber body crawled onto Wayne's chest. "Someone's outside!" Wayne was acutely aware of his surroundings, even when he was making out with a woman. Leia broke out in a cold sweat, and she struggled to get up. "My mom must be back. Let go of me, you b*stard!" Even though the door was locked and Queenie would not barge in, Leia was scared that someone might catch her in the act, and she was even more afraid that her parents found out that she was harboring a wanted criminal. Instead of letting her go, Wayne cackled sinisterly. His movements became even more vigorous. "I'm in the middle of something now. Even God will have to wait until I'm done!" Leia could not believe what she heard. She thought that the man was insane. Her sharp nails dug into Wayne's shoulders, but that o
Queenie was washing vegetables in the kitchen, but her mind seemed to be elsewhere. She was in a horrible mood. She wondered why her two daughters had been fraught with obstacles recently. First, her younger daughter was caught taking drugs and detained in the drug rehab center. Then, her elder daughter's husband got into an accident. The Galleria's collapse was no small matter. T Corporation would be ruined if the matter was not handled properly, not to mention that Luke, as its CEO, might be sentenced to prison. During her hospital visit, she noticed that Luke was not in a good physical condition, and she wondered if he had thought of a solution yet. Jack might be trying his best to pull some strings, but he was about two years away from retirement, and his relations in the political scene were already starting to distance themselves from him. Also, Jack's impartial attitude had made him many enemies over the years. Leia, her younger daughter, had always caused her worry.
In the VIP hospital ward, Gale and Rain stood in front of the bed and looked at Luke with worry in their eyes. They fell into the ocean at the same time, but fortunately, the two of them were saved by Percy Mallory. They had been recuperating from their serious injuries. Later, they were overjoyed to find out from Percy that their leader was still alive! Luke was their savior. He had single-handedly destroyed Robert's hidden training base from within and led them out of the hellish Island of Despair. They were grateful that Luke had granted them a new lease of life, and they swore eternal loyalty to him. Johann was performing a check-up on Luke's body. He was surprised when he analyzed the data. "I say, Bro, your regenerative powers are insane! A normal person would take at least a month to recover from broken ribs, but it's only been a week, and it would take someone else two weeks to reach where you are. Tsk, what a monster! You can be discharged today." Luke did not repl
The "answer" that they wanted was, of course, the amount of compensation that they would receive. Even without the families of the deceased protesting, Luke would be granting them the maximum amount. He might be the Cold-Faced Devil in the business world, but he was influenced by Bianca's kindness after spending a long time with her. However, he was unhappy that those people had surrounded the hospital. He wondered if they caused Bianca, who was back at home, any trouble. Luke turned his ice-cold gaze at Jason. "Are they bothering Bianca?" He did not mind being embroiled in controversy, but he hoped that the mob would not harass his wife and children. Bianca had stayed in the hospital for the past few days to take care of him. She was at her physical limit, and Luke forced her to go home and rest. Jason answered instantly, "Don't worry, they're not going to find her at the mansion. The security measures are tight there, and there hasn't been any trouble." "Mm, that's go
Kassy looked gloomily at the naked man who was unconscious on the floor. 'How useless! 'If that were Matthew, he would have given me the pleasure I desire!' The man's tempting body appeared in Kassy's mind. She had done her best in protecting the man, but he had betrayed her! Her beautiful face contorted viciously when she thought of that. Even the air around her seemed to have turned into ice. She draped a silk negligee over her, barely covering her private parts. Then, she pressed a button and coldly ordered, "Come and take this useless piece of trash away!" "Yes, Ms. Kassy!" Two tall and burly men in suits soon appeared in the room. They dragged the unconscious handsome man out of the room as though they were dragging a piece of roadkill. They dared not look at Kassy's seductive, barely naked body. Soon, the room resumed its silence. Only the dim night light cast an eerie glow in the room. Kassy opened a drawer and took out a photo. On it was the face of a handso
Bianca gently called out to the man who was hard at work in the study. "Luke." Luke put away the document in his hand and looked up helplessly at her. "It's already so late. Why aren't you sleeping yet?" He sounded as though he was reprimanding her. Bianca gently blew on the hot drink in her hands, then handed the cup to Luke. "How can I sleep when you're still working? I've made some tangerine honey milk tea for you. Drink it while it's hot." Luke took the cup of tea. The golden color of the tea was beautiful. The tangerine pieces floating inside seemed tantalizing. He took a few sips and was impressed. "Mmm, not bad. The sweet and sour taste makes it very appetizing. I'm lucky that my wife can make such delicious tea. Come over here. Your lips are so dry, and you should have some tea too." "I'm not thirsty. This tea is made just for you." Bianca was not in the mood to listen to his flowery words or drink tea. So many things had happened recently, and that had exhausted
Meanwhile, in another mansion. A gentle breeze stirred the crystal bead curtains that made a stark contrast with the golden furnishings. The entire interior was luxuriously furnished with crystal decorations, furniture with golden frames, and all sorts of classical flower arrangements. The mansion was Allison's private property. She had received a large sum of money and a percentage of T Corporation's shares from Luke's inheritance. Allison had complained to Bianca that her share of the inheritance was too little, and she had even brought some reporters to Old Master Crawford to raise a ruckus. Bianca had mercilessly driven her out, and Old Master Crawford had reprimanded her severely. He even said to the reporters that he would take back all the inheritance given to her if she continued to cause trouble. Allison was helpless, but she did not hold any actual executive power. She was no match for Bianca, and even Old Master Crawford could easily crush her even though he had
While Allison fretted over what excuse she should give to ask for money from her son, she received an invitation to a video call on her phone. She picked up her phone and saw that it was Maxine calling her. She instantly accepted the invitation and said exaggeratedly, "Are you already back home, Maxine? You're only gone for a few days, but I've already missed you!" Maxine did not stay for too long in Crawford Manor, but she knew how to butter up to Allison. Somehow, she knew Allison's preferences, and Allison was perfectly satisfied by every lavish gift Maxine bought her. Moreover, Maxine's father was a much more influential figure than Bianca's father. That was the main reason why Allison liked Maxine. Of course, Maxine was a sensible and obedient girl, unlike that ingrate Bianca, who would always go against her wishes. Maxine's delicate and petite face appeared on Allison's phone screen. She smiled sweetly as she greeted Allison, "I miss you too, Aunt Allison. I thought I c
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