"Xoan..."Zaylee began to cry, consumed by despair. "Xoan, even if you don't like me, I want you to know how I feel about you. You can't keep using Yaslyn to hurt me. It's not fair!""You're just like a sibling to me," Xoan replied coldly, a fatal blow to her hopes.Zaylee could not take it any longer. Wiping her tears, she left in a huff.Sophie scowled at the sight. Full of rage, she snapped at Yaslyn, "It's all your fault that our family has become like this, you heartless woman. Dream on if you think you can join the family!""You may be overthinking things," Yaslyn responded icily, "I'm not interested in becoming a Warren.""You'll have to, whether you're interested or not," Xoan said.Yaslyn remained silent as Xoan glared at her intensely, as though he could see right through her."You people are going to drive me mad!" Sophie screamed, her chest heaving with anger.She pointed at Yaslyn and raged, "You're just like your mother, tearing apart other people's relationships
"Ah? I'm fine. It's just that my ankle hurts enough to make me want to cry," the woman chuckled, but it was a dry laugh.Yaslyn smiled gently. "Madam, I feel like I've seen you many times since you first brought me flowers. You've always been so mysterious. Since we've met again, would you tell me your name?""I... My last name is Glancey.""I'll call you Mrs. Glancey from now on."The woman nodded and remained silent. After taking Mrs. Glancey to the hospital and giving her a few instructions, Yaslyn left and returned to work.Yaslyn had barely sat down at her desk to rest when she was called into the office again."Yaslyn, I have a new task for you," Xoan said, sliding a file across the desk."We're planning to design a series of best friend bracelets with an 'angels and demons' theme. We haven't found the right spokesperson yet, so I thought, why not you?"Yaslyn's eyes widened. "Why me again, Xoan? I'm the supervisor of the design department—not a star. Why not find a prope
"How does who I like have anything to do with working with you, Ms. Stewart?" Yaslyn asked calmly.Zyra's eyes widened as she was taken aback. She had never expected someone to refuse to answer her question. She frowned as she responded, "Of course it matters! Now, tell me!""Why don't you tell me who you're interested in, Ms. Stewart?" Yaslyn countered, smiling faintly.Zyra's face turned red. How did she know?Zyra's manager quickly grabbed her arm, signaling her to hold her tongue. "Zyra doesn't have anyone she likes," he said hastily.Any romantic rumors could be detrimental to her rising stardom."Alright, since there's no one, let's move on," Yaslyn said, smoothly diverting the topic.Since both leading ladies were there, it was time for makeup. Zyra, however, was being particularly finicky, making a fuss as the makeup artist worked on her face. Her haughty behavior was on full blast."Hey, you're making my eyes look too small!" she protested."What is this? This glitter
Zyra and Yaslyn's collaboration was a rare and harmonious blend, like an angel and a devil—pure yet seductive. Their performance was flawless.When the advertisement video aired, it was met with heaps of compliments."Zyra is too beautiful! Help, I'm dying from her beauty!""Yaslyn is the most beautiful of the two, right? Have you ever seen a more seductive star in showbiz?""What are you talking about? They're both stunning!""Yaslyn is the most beautiful—no arguments!"Yaslyn found herself wanting to laugh as she read the comments. Her fans had even nicknamed her the 'Satanic Goddess'. They truly treated her like an idol.It was a Friday, and Yaslyn was ready to go out and get her DNA test results when Marcus abruptly grabbed her arm."Ms. Lyon," Marcus said, a strange look in his eyes."What's the matter? Do you need something?" Yaslyn asked, puzzled."Well..." Marcus seemed reluctant to speak. "Our school is having an art festival. Our group is preparing a performance, bu
"Rest assured, Yaslyn, I'll take good care of Marcus," said Zyra, gleaming with assurance."Who needs you to take care of me?" Marcus shot back as he squinted.Yaslyn nodded. "Alright, you two go ahead."With that, she left Marcus and Zyra and headed to the hospital alone. The DNA test results were ready, and Yaslyn knew without even looking that she could no5 possibly be related to Xoan.It was a ruse concocted by Sophie to keep her and Xoan apart. Yaslyn took the report and went home. She ran into Yerick, who was getting dressed."What have you been up to, Yaslyn?" Yerick teased mischievously.Since their last encounter, Yaslyn had no patience for Yerick's games. "What I do is none of your business, Director Warren. Don't you have your own affairs to attend to?"Yerick's face paled momentarily, but he quickly composed himself. "You'll see, Yaslyn. Being with me is the right decision for you.""Right decision?" Yaslyn scoffed, "I wouldn't dare be with you. What if you turn on
Sophie trembled with anger, unable to counter Yaslyn's smooth talk."Mother, please stop talking. I like Yaslyn. From start to finish, it's always been Yaslyn," Xoan declared, glancing at Yaslyn.Yaslyn looked indifferent, but her ears blushed red. He found himself surprised by the bold thought that she was truly adorable. It was a feeling he had never experienced before."I will never agree to the two of you being together. No matter what you say, I will never consent to it!" Sophie exclaimed, suddenly standing up."I regret ever letting Yaslyn into our home. If it weren't for her, how would you all dare to disregard my words?"With that, she stormed upstairs, leaving the six of them looking at each other in confusion.Henry was the most affected. He could not help but question Yaslyn. "Did you really fall for Xoan?" he asked, a hint of frustration in his voice.Yaslyn looked at him and smiled. "What's wrong?"Henry frowned. "You were the one I noticed first. How could you lik
Zaylee's eyes widened, and she darted behind Xoan, fear evident in her voice. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to! You pushed me... You pushed Mrs. Warren!"Her face looked like she had just witnessed Yaslyn pushing Sophie down the stairs, filled with fear and terror."Zaylee, it was you who caused this! You pushed me from behind, so I couldn't hold on to Mrs. Warren. What are you playing at?" Yaslyn snapped, her face furious.Zaylee's tears flowed. "Yaslyn, Mrs. Warren raised me since I was a child. Even if I were injured, I would never betray her. You were the one arguing with her. How could I possibly do this?"Xoan looked conflicted, his gaze shifting between the two women."Xoan, do you suspect me too?" Yaslyn's voice trembled, anger bubbling up inside her."Xoan hasn't said anything yet, Yaslyn. Why are you so agitated? Is it because you're guilty?" Zaylee interjected, clearly enjoying the tension."Yaslyn, that's not what I meant, but…" Xoan paused, his voice serious. "My mother
"I'm not hungry. You can go eat on your own," Xoan said.Sensing Xoan's bad mood, Zaylee knew that staying would only make things more awkward. She stood up and hastily left the room in silence.Xoan pulled out his phone, instinctively dialing Yaslyn's number. Nobody picked up.He immediately called for Yerick to keep watch and drove to his company. Yaslyn should have been at the office by now, preparing for work. When he arrived, the HR department called him."Mr. Warren, Ms. Lyon called to resign. Her resignation email is in your inbox," the voice informed him.Xoan checked his email, and there it was, an official resignation letter. Yaslyn had vanished completely.He called Wade, who answered impatiently."Mr. Warren, are you calling to discuss next quarter's collaboration between the Lukesh Company and the Warren Group?""No, I want to know where Yaslyn is," Xoan replied firmly.Wade laughed. "Yaslyn? Mr. Warren, doesn't Yaslyn live with you? How should I know?"Xoan was
Whitey glanced back and forth between them, shaking her head. "You two are a mystery."Suddenly, Doniel stood and waved Whitey over. "Hey, Whitey. Come here for a second."Confused but compliant, Whitey walked over.In a swift move, Doniel took her hand. With a smug look at Matheo, he announced, "I'm taking Whitey off your hands for a bit."Matheo's expression turned steely. "What's your game?""Don't sweat it, she'll be back soon."With that, Doniel led Whitey out.They reached a more secluded spot before Doniel finally released her hand. "Whitey, you're not hurt, right?"Whitey shook her head, twirling in front of him to prove her point. "See? I'm totally fine."Doniel reached out and gently tapped her forehead. "Someone hit you, didn't they? Your face is still swollen, and here you are, telling me it's nothing."Whitey playfully stuck out her tongue. "I just didn't want you to worry. Besides, I'm not the one who got seriously hurt. It was Matheo.""I know. Matheo really d
"Don't make that call!" Whitey screamed in a panic.A harsh slap struck her face as the ringleader yelled, "Shut it, woman! Who said you could talk?"The man, not satisfied after hitting her, gave in to his fury and kicked her. However, before he knew it, Matheo, who was standing nearby, had silently moved behind him. Suddenly, a sharp crack echoed as Matheo snapped the man's fingers with raw force.Matheo wrapped his arms around Whitey and quickly retreated."I can't take it! I'm done. I don't want anything else. Just do it!"The ringleader was seething with rage, the throbbing in his fingers ruining his will to fight Matheo.A few thugs had been itching for a reason to go after Matheo, and they wasted no time grabbing their weapons and launching an assault.Matheo fought back while dragging Whitey out of harm's way, but as the fight dragged on, he started losing ground.A vicious knife cut to Matheo's leg sent him tumbling down with a grunt."Matheo!"Whitey crouched beside
Whitey shook her head. She did not have a clue, and even if she could guess, she did not know what to do about it."I was actually about to..."Before Matheo could finish, a deafening crash rang out.Startled, Whitey clapped her hands over her ears. Matheo wrapped her in his arms and glanced at the rear window.A random stone had shattered the car's back glass, leaving a gaping hole.The chaos erupted out of nowhere, catching both of them off guard. They had been deep in conversation when suddenly, a line of cars barricaded the road, trapping them.Matheo gently patted her head, a silent plea for calm.Whitey, frantic, nodded and fumbled for her phone, only to find it had mysteriously powered down."Stay put in the car and don't worry," Matheo said, handing her his phone."If things go south, call the cops, call anyone."He was ready to step out and face the unknown threat head-on.Whitey protested. "Matheo, we don't know what we're dealing with. Don't just rush out there."
Whitey was back to her usual routine—classes by day, radio station by night. However, she had a luxury she did not have previously. A private car service, ensuring her safety was never in question.Doniel's lips were sealed, not breathing a word of her injury to anyone. Except for Matheo, who had somehow stumbled upon the secret.That night, after her radio gig, Whitey stepped out expecting to see the familiar pink sports car tucked away in its usual spot. However, it was nowhere in sight.Moreover, he had not even bothered to call her. A knot of worry formed in her stomach. Did something happen to him?Whitey had called his number three, maybe four times, but got nothing.As she was wrestling with her thoughts, a familiar yet unsettling figure approached her.Matheo.Why was he there?Nobody knew about Whitey's job at the radio station except Doniel."Doniel's tied up today, so I'm your ride," Matheo said.Alarm bells rang in Whitey's head. How did Matheo know about Doniel
The nurse nodded, gesturing for Doniel to give them some space.Once the bandaging was complete, Doniel returned with a treat—Whitey's beloved chocolate cupcakes."For you. Why didn't you say it hurt? He was so rough, and yet you asked me not to hold it against him."Whitey, her mouth full of frosting, mumbled a reply. "It's not that bad. Besides, you two are usually on good terms. Why fight over pointless things because of me?"Doniel tapped her head gently. "You're such a goof. What are you even talking about? Meaningless things?""I just thought that you two grew up together, so it'd be a shame to fall out over something so small, right?"Doniel huffed, "I never really cared for him, you know.""Okay, let's figure out a plan B. This mess means I might be stuck in the hospital longer, so I'm counting on you to smooth things over back home."Doniel looked at her with a teasing grin. "Relax, I've got this."Somehow, Whitey could always pick up a strange vibe from his smile, an
Whitey was injured, and Doniel rushed her to the hospital that very night. It was just a slash on her arm, but Doniel was beside himself with worry.Watching Whitey grit her teeth through the stitching, Doniel's face turned a shade of stormy gray. "I'll track down that driver's family if it's the last thing I do!"Whitey winced in pain, but seeing Doniel's fury, she tried to soothe him. "Really, it's not so bad."Doniel looked at her bandaged arm. "Thirteen stitches, Whitey. If you're not in pain, I'm in pain for both of us."Whitey was always the center of attention—a princess who was doted on from the day she was born. She had never experienced an injury as severe as that. As Doniel reached for his phone to call Whitey's parents, she quickly stopped him with a hand gesture, wincing as she accidentally grazed her wound, "Please don't call them. They'll just scold me again if they find out.""I told you to let me drive you home. Now, look at what happened because you didn't li
Whitey gripped the edge of her skirt, a new kind of worry blooming in her chest.'What if Matheo was…'She shuddered at the thought, her mind a garden where fears grew into giant oaks, so tall and dark that they scared her.Looking up again, Whitey's eyes widened as she noticed the taxi had taken a wrong turn, heading into unfamiliar territory.In the rearview mirror, she caught a glimpse of the driver's unsettling smirk.Taking a cab late at night was proving to be a bad idea, her heart racing with fear. If only she had accepted a ride from Doniel, none of that would happen. Regret washed over her as she scrambled for her phone, desperate to call for help.Sensing her panic, the driver floored it to a secluded spot and then abruptly stopped the car.Whitey's head snapped forward, hitting the seat, and as the world spun, her phone slipped from her grasp. Then, the driver was toying with her phone, his grin wide and wicked."Planning to call the cops or a friend, sweetheart?""
As time swiftly marched on, three years went by.Whitey nailed her entrance exam into the top university in Jefferson City—Jefferson City University.As for the others, Caleb turned 30, tied the knot, had kids, and took control of Sheldon's international ventures. He and his family packed up and moved overseas, while the rest stayed back."Thanks for tuning into 'Moonlit Wishes,' your go-to spot for all things heartfelt. I'm your host, Macie."At the stroke of ten, Macie's soothing voice filled the evening airwaves."Let's hear from our first caller tonight. Hey there, sir, what's on your mind?"Macie's voice was soothing, soft yet strong enough to coax secrets from the most guarded of hearts."Here's the thing, Macie. I've been head over heels for this girl, but she's always kept me at arm's length, saying I haven't done enough. However, today, I caught her in another guy's arms. What gives?"The man's voice quivered with barely concealed tears, slurred slightly by alcohol.M
"So, just because you're into him, you decide to set me up? How does that make any sense?"Whitey could not help but find her logic almost laughable."Because I noticed he always had a soft spot for you, jealousy clouded my judgment, and that's why I..."Jade inhaled deeply, as if bracing herself for what was to come. "Well, you've uncovered the truth, so there's no point in hiding anything. Punish me however you see fit."What was the point in pleading guilty then?Jade stood there, a mix of defiance and dignity, stubborn even in the face of her mistake.Whitey was not looking to lay blame. "I'm not going to take this to the principal, and I won't breathe a word of it to anyone else. However, as of today, our friendship is done. I'll find a new place to sit when we get back."Whitey let out a tired sigh. "There's something else you should know. He's got a girlfriend now."Jade's eyes widened in disbelief. "Wait, are you two an item now?""No, I'm not the one he's dating."Wi