According to David, her relationship with Maxwell had resulted from a previous romantic failure.In Rebecca's opinion, if she couldn't spend her life with the person she loved, she would probably choose to be with someone she could get along with comfortably.She thought carefully and realized that Maxwell had quite good looks.Standing at about 6 feet tall, he had well-defined features and a handsome face.However, his eyes were concealed behind glasses. It made it difficult for her to gauge his true nature.If not for the impolite behavior he had displayed when they first met, Rebecca believed she wouldn't have had a strong aversion to him.At the very least, he should be someone she could get along with fairly well.They must have started out as friends, and he would have pursued her with politeness and courtesy. It wasn't a surprise that she had chosen him.Unfortunately, she had a negative impression of him now.Rebecca didn't dwell on this matter any further. The car soo
Becca wrote. "Mr. Winston, don't you have anything else to say to me?"Sitting at the dining table, Rebecca stared at her phone for a while. When she didn't receive any response, she couldn't hold back any longer. She quickly typed a message and sent it. Almost instantly, she received a reply."What do you want me to say?"Rebecca was stunned by this response.What was she expecting him to say? Considering the current situation, shouldn't he be scolding her now? He should tell her that the company had invested a significant amount of money and effort to resolve the issue. Then, he should ask her to work diligently and produce a certain number of drafts each month.However, he didn't say anything after informing her that the issue was resolved.Rebecca felt quite uncertain.But she couldn't simply ask him about it. She was just an employee, and it wasn't her place to bring up such matters. If she did, she would be the one questioning her employer, and that wasn't a wise
His oppressive tone pulled Rebecca out of her thoughts.She was still searching for news online.Daniel had spent money to remove all the negative news on the Internet. Rebecca couldn't find the old articles, and she was still trying to figure out which were the new ones.As she had spent many years abroad, she wasn't familiar with the apps here yet.Just as she was beginning to grasp how they worked, she heard David's angry tone. She was startled.She hesitated briefly and tried to come up with an explanation. But her mind went blank when she met David's dark and intimidating gaze.He was so frightening ... He looked like those thugs in Seardale who threatened their business. It felt like he might lock her up and interrogate her in the next moment. Rebecca timidly looked at him. For a moment, she didn't know how to respond. She wanted to look away and avoid his terrifying gaze, but an inexplicable sense of grievance welled up in her heart. It forced her to maintain eye con
Rebecca wiped the water droplets off her face. She then glanced at the culprit, who was now washing dishes with a faint smile. He acted as if nothing had happened.It seemed like he had cooled off now.She snorted and left the kitchen with the plastic wrap to store the leftover food in the dining room.Fortunately, Ellen wasn't there. Otherwise, he would have berated her for not finishing her food.She didn't have any other choice. Rather than wasting food, she preferred to reheat it the next day. As long as she didn't repeatedly eat the same leftovers, it wouldn't have a significant impact on her health. Moreover, the leftovers she stored in the fridge were all meat dishes. She had already finished the vegetable dishes, so it wasn't a problem.After storing the leftover food, Rebecca wiped the dining table. Then, she picked up her phone and headed to the backyard.She wasn't a moody person. Upon realizing that David was no longer angry, she didn't dwell on the matter anymore.
"Sure." Rebecca stood up to receive the fresh milk and politely thanked him. Only belatedly did she sense that something was amiss. "You're going out this late at night?""Mhm, there are some matters I need to handle." David's complexion wasn't great, and his tone was solemn.His demeanor suggested business troubles in Seardale that required his attention in the middle of the night.Rebecca never inquired into his work affairs, and although she had no idea what he was dealing with now, she nodded without pressing further."Just be careful out there and come back early," she said.David paused as he was about to leave.He lowered his gaze to the girl who spoke these words.He had never expected to hear such concern from Rebecca. Over the past four years, nightmares often jolted him awake. He dreamt of a boundless deep sea, saw visions of her falling into unseen waters, and heard her tearful accusations and pleas to leave him. Despite the doctors saying her memory might neve
Rebecca knew of this place because she had once wanted to explore the local culture of Fairport as a tourist.However, she abandoned the idea due to the nature of the people living there. Now, as she drove there herself, she had to admit that David's advice had been right.The old district reeked of decay at night. She could hear dogs barking and people cursing in the stairwells. Rebecca stepped out of her car and checked the address on her phone as she pursed her lips. The idea of her going to rescue Ellen seemed ridiculous. Given her delicate constitution, she could get winded just from walking too far, let alone in a place where danger could strike at any moment.Once a fight broke out, she'd be the first to go down.But the fact that she was specifically asked to come indicated that they had some other use for her. She feared she might be walking into a trap where, even if she did as she was asked, they might not release their captive. Would that not be a wasted eff
Rebecca had contemplated convincing Maxwell to release Ellen before entering negotiations with him. However, she wavered when she received the photo Maxwell had texted her. How could this have happened?She was in disbelief to see Ellen in a bloodied and bruised state. She had just talked to him on a video call an hour ago.Struggling to compose a coherent text with her shaky fingers, she eventually gave up and opted for a voice message.Her voice was trembling. She growled, "What more do you want? You promised not to hurt Ellen! Maxwell Jenkins, you said you have no beef with him!"There was no history between Maxwell and Ellen; they hadn't even met before. Ellen could only consider himself unlucky for working under David. Moreover, Maxwell was infuriated by the thought of Ellen being a part of Rebecca's life for four years.When Maxwell recalled the group photos in Rebecca's Instagram feed, he seethed and had the urge to beat up Ellen. How could she side with the men who had
Rebecca's cold voice echoed in the empty corridor. "I have arrived at the building. Please meet with me. I need you to guarantee Ellen's safety. If possible, I want to see him leave safely."She received a reply soon after. He merely said, "Wait there."Rebecca waited for Maxwell. Her eyes darted nervously around the dim corridor. She kept a firm grip on her phone.The moon was suddenly obscured by clouds, and that intensified the eerie atmosphere. The worn-down complex around her seemed like a beast that would swallow her whole. It felt suffocating.As she waited, her heartbeat picked up and synchronized with her uneven breaths. The sound of footsteps echoed from the depths of the alley and sounded like drum beats in her ears.She would have immediately run if Ellen wasn't in Maxwell's hands. She secretly cursed Ellen for messing around at clubs and bars when he was still oblivious to the complicated dynamics in Fairport.He should have just gone home after dark. Look what he'd