Thus, Laura and Simon finally reached an agreement, and she managed to fulfill her editor-in-chief's expectations.…The next day, Laura submitted her interview draft to the editor-in-chief, whose face lit up with delight. "Oh, Laurie, you're truly the star of our news department!" The editor-in-chief immediately instructed the team to publish the interview and clapped his hands. "This is great! The collapsed bridge caused many casualties, so the public is concerned about the individual responsible for the construction. It's all thanks to you that we got some insider information from Mr. Moore! Don't worry, I'll make sure to highlight your contributions to the higher-ups by the end of the month." Laura waved it off. "I don't care if you give me credit. But you did say before that the bonus would be doubled, right?"The chief nodded. "Not just double, I'll triple it this time!" When Laura left the chief's office, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing how thrilled
By the time Laura arrived at the restaurant, Lionel was already there. Like Simon, Lionel was dressed in a suit. However, Laura thought he lacked Simon's charm."Sorry, Mr. Fowler. I was stuck in traffic," Laura apologized. "Have you been waiting long?" Lionel smiled. "I just got here."Then, he brought out a bouquet of white roses from behind him. "This is for you." Laura was stunned, staring at him without reaching out to take them. Sensing her hesitation, Lionel quickly explained, "I passed by a flower shop earlier and noticed how beautiful these roses were. They reminded me of you, so I bought them. Do you not like them, Ms. Scott?" Laura reluctantly accepted the flowers and awkwardly thanked him. She was confused. Her relationship with Lionel was purely professional. So, why would he suddenly give her flowers? Lionel handed her the menu. "Please order something." "I'll just have whatever you order, Mr. Fowler," Laura said. All her thoughts were focused on
Laura lied, "No, my friend lives there." Lionel already had a good idea of the truth but pretended not to know. He dropped her off at the destination."Thank you, Mr. Fowler. I'll leave my father's case in your hands," Laura said before stepping out of the car. Lionel stared at her retreating figure thoughtfully. Then, he pulled out his phone and texted Simon: "I've safely dropped Ms. Scott off. Shouldn't you thank me, Mr. Moore?"…In the living room, Simon's gaze darkened at the provocative message. Not long after, Laura returned, carrying a bouquet of white roses. When Simon saw the flowers in her hands, his expression hardened.Laura didn't think much of it. She set the bouquet aside and changed into her slippers. "Have you had dinner yet? I'll go and prepare the clothes you need for tomorrow if you've already eaten." "No," Simon spoke coldly from the couch. "I'm paying you 50 thousand dollars a month. So, hurry up and cook!" Laura took a deep breath and force
Laura bit her lip. She knew Simon was a master at humiliation. He never needed to use crude words to hit where it hurt the most. She retorted, "Mr. Fowler isn't like a certain someone who takes advantage of others! He's the most upright lawyer I've ever met"Although she appeared to be opposing him, Simon wasn't as angry as before. He must have realized that someone with Laura's personality probably wouldn't be won over by a few bouquets of flowers.He smirked. "Well then, I wish you all the best in rescuing your father!"Laura smiled. "Don't worry, my father's case is progressing smoothly!" After finishing the dishes, Laura let out a long sigh of relief. "Now, can I finally leave?" Simon glanced at the time. It was nearly midnight, and the dark sky outside made even him feel uneasy. He tossed her his car keys. "Take my car. Let me know once you're home." Laura took the keys, her confusion and surprise evident. Simon cleared his throat. "Don't overthink it. I'm just
Lionel had a feeling that Simon was interested in Laura. Yet when he tested the waters by messaging Simon yesterday, he didn't manage to provoke him. And Simon seemed completely calm when he brought up Laura. Was Laura nothing more than a pastime for Simon? If that were the case, then Lionel would lose his only leverage against Simon. Without any weaknesses to exploit, how could he ever compete with Simon in Haven City?Lionel reflected on his rivalry with Simon, which stretched all the way back to their university days. Simon was as cunning as a fox. Even if he did have feelings for Laura, he would never easily reveal them in front of Lionel.Lionel narrowed his eyes and began formulating a plan. If Laura truly was Simon's Achilles' heel, then Lionel could also hold Simon by the tail by keeping Laura firmly in his grasp. …Laura was at her desk, working on an article when a group of dessert shop servers suddenly entered the newsroom.They handed out afternoon tea to every
That evening, Laura gathered her things and walked out of the studio. As she reached the building's entrance, she was surprised to see Lionel waiting there. "Mr. Fowler?" Laura frowned. "Are you here to meet someone?" Lionel smiled. "I'm here to find you. So, how was the afternoon tea I ordered?" Laura froze, staring at him in disbelief. So, the afternoon tea wasn't from Simon but from Lionel. A wave of disappointment washed over her. Of course, why would Simon possibly do something like that? That wasn't his style at all. Even if he were to do something so romantic, it would only be for Hailey. What was she even thinking? How ridiculous to let her imagination run wild. "Ms. Scott?" Lionel reached out as if to touch her arm, but she quickly stepped back to avoid him. Laura muttered awkwardly, "Mr. Fowler, how much did the afternoon tea cost? I'll transfer the money to you." "There's no need." Lionel smiled. "Treating a beautiful woman to tea is my honor. Speaking of
Laura replied bitterly, "You don't need to waste your time on me. I only see you as my father's attorney." With that, she turned and left. She had hesitated and struggled when it came to Simon. Even now, she couldn't fully understand the game she was playing with him. But when it came to others, Laura was still as firm as always. No one could sway her. However, Lionel couldn't accept being rejected by a woman like Laura. To him, Laura was nothing more than a plaything Simon kept around, someone with no family background or a good career. It was only because Simon seemed interested in her that Lionel was willing to make an effort. Otherwise, he wouldn't have wasted his time on her. But despite all he had done, Laur failed to appreciate his efforts. Did she really think she could marry Simon? Or did she believe Lionel was inferior to Simon? Lionel brooded for a long time. It wasn't until he saw Laura walk to the driver's seat of a Bentley that he realized Simon
Simon snorted. "You'll pay for the damages? Quite the bold claim! Looks like Lionel is being very generous to you, willing to spend lavishly on your behalf. How exactly do you plan to pay?" Laura teared up at his words. If it weren't for Lionel, she wouldn't have been distracted and crashed the car. Her anger and frustration boiled over at the mention of Lionel. "Say whatever you want!" she snapped, stomping off. Simon followed her. "So, that's it? You're running away again? Weren't you the one who said you'd pay for the damages?" Laura stopped in her tracks, turned around, and glared at him. "Fine! Go ahead and sue me! Aren't you a lawyer? Go on, sue me!" Simon couldn't help but laugh at her childish defiance. He realized that without him holding the reins, Laura was like a wild animal set loose, completely unrestrained. She was headstrong, stubborn, and unreasonable. Did she forget that the leash was still in his hands? He had only loosened it for a while, and now sh
Almost immediately, Laura pulled out her camera and snapped a photo of the couple on the field. She figured she could ask Britney to write a small feature about it to fill some space in the paper.The young man knelt on one knee, holding out a ring as he asked, "Will you marry me?"On the other hand, the woman was overwhelmed. Tears streamed down her face, and she couldn't even manage a coherent response.Around them, the crowd erupted with cheers. "Say yes! Say yes!" they chanted.Laura stood silently, her eyes glistening as tears clung to her lashes. She envied the woman. There was nothing more beautiful than being proposed to by someone you loved and knowing you were cherished. Unfortunately, that kind of happiness would never be hers.Her choice to be with Simon came with a cost—she had to keep their relationship hidden. She had willingly let go of any hope of a public future with him, of sharing their happiness openly. One day, perhaps soon, Simon would stage a grand pr
Simon hummed softly before explaining, "The police retrieved the surveillance footage, but it wasn't enough to prove anything. Now that he's taken photos of us, we have solid evidence. This confirms he's been stalking and secretly photographing us."Only then did Laura understand why he had asked her out. The excitement that had been bubbling within her vanished instantly at that realization.She pulled her hand away from his, her voice tinged with disappointment as she said, "So, this is why you wanted to watch the fireworks. Well, now that we've got the evidence, can we go home?"But to her surprise, Simon took her hand again, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Who says we can't gather evidence and enjoy the fireworks at the same time?"Laura froze momentarily. He had a point.In the end, they went to Botanical Garden as planned. The fireworks show was just beginning when they arrived. On top of that, Simon had made arrangements beforehand. So, the garden's director personall
Laura blinked innocently and answered, "I was talking about myself."Simon fixed his gaze on her, narrowing his eyes slightly. "Should I call Alex over right now? You can ask him directly if he's willing to accept you."Laura hadn't expected to shoot herself in the foot again, and her face turned red from his teasing. Flustered, she shoved him away. "Oh, come on! I was joking!"I was asking on behalf of Britney. You know, my colleague. If Alex is single, why not let them give it a shot? Britney's great. She's cheerful and kind. They seem like a good match."Simon finally let out a scoff. "You've got a knack for worrying about everyone, don't you?"She pushed him toward his desk and replied, "Alright, that's enough. You should get back to work. I'll tell Britney and have Alex give her a ride back. It's a perfect opportunity for them to spend some time together."With that, Simon sat back down in front of his computer and got back to work.At the same time, Laura texted Britney, a
"No problem, Laura," Alex replied before shifting his gaze to Britney.Then, he shyly said, "Let me show you around our firm. That way, if you guys ever work with us again, you'll have a better sense of how we operate."Britney, ever cheerful and outgoing, flashed a bright smile. "Sounds great! Let's go!"A satisfied smile tugged at Laura's lips as she watched them chat. With that, she entered Simon's office.Work was something both Simon and Laura took seriously. Moreover, the Brooks Group workplace fatality case weighed heavily on her heart.She couldn't shake her frustration and confusion about why Simon had taken the case, but she had a job to do. Setting her personal feelings aside, she switched into professional mode and began asking her questions.This time, Simon didn't make things difficult for her. He answered each question thoroughly and without hesitation. Toward the end of the interview, Laura asked a pointed question that hadn't been part of her original script.
The station chief reviewed the surveillance footage and explained to Simon personally, "His last known location was at the dormitory building of Haven University. He went inside, but unfortunately, there were no cameras in the restrooms."We believed he changed his clothes and shoes before leaving. Our initial assessment is that he's likely a student at the university. But for now, the trail's gone cold. I'd say he's good at avoiding being tracked. At this point, we don't have enough evidence to bring him in."Simon nodded in response. Now, he was nearly certain of the stalker's identity. "Alright, I think I know who it is. Thank you for your hard work."The station chief hurriedly replied, "Oh, Mr. Moore, no need to thank us! We'll be needing your expertise down the line. Helping each other is what we do."…At the studio, Laura sat in her office, texting Simon to check if there were any updates on the stalker.However, all he replied was, "They're still investigating."The cor
"Mr. Moore…" Laura let out a sigh. After a moment's hesitation, she couldn't hold back any longer. "I really feel for the victim in the Brooks Group's workplace fatality case. Does the Brooks family even care about that small amount of money? One million dollars is just pocket change to them, but to another family, it's everything."Simon showed no emotion as he replied, "Mind your own business."Laura pouted but quickly relented. "So, do you have time tomorrow? My boss said we need to follow up on the progress of the Brooks Group case as soon as possible. Can you—"Before she could finish her sentence, Simon suddenly shut his laptop, set it aside, and leaned toward her.He fixed his gaze on the terrified Laura. His handsome face came dangerously close, stopping just inches from hers. Then, he said, "Well, as long as you behave and stop testing my patience."While unbuttoning her pajama top, he added, "Otherwise, with everything I've got going on, why should I take time to help
Simon pressed Laura against the wall and kissed her.Yet, this was what hurt her the most. He had never cared whether she wanted it or not. In fact, there were so many unresolved issues between them. However, Simon seemed utterly indifferent and showed no intention of addressing them. He kissed Laura for a while. Just when she thought he might take things to the next level, he abruptly stopped.Simon's breathing was unsteady, his voice low and hoarse as he said, "Go take a shower. I've got work to do and can't keep messing with you."It was only then Laura realized he had drawn her in. Now that he had stopped, her cheeks still burned, and she couldn't shake the lingering pull of desire he'd stirred.Simon seemed to notice her unease. He then asked with a smirk, "Or would you rather continue?"Laura's heart skipped a beat. She quickly pushed him away and lowered her head. "I'll go shower."As he stared at her retreating figure, the lust in Simon's gaze gradually faded. In the
In the next moment, Simon's lips curled into a smile. "It was Maxwell who called me and asked me to come help you with this. Don't forget, Jennifer isn't just your best friend. She's also Maxwell's wife and the mother of Caleb and Cassidy."Did you even check if Maxwell was okay with you staying at their place? Not everyone is as comfortable with you as Jennifer is."Laura wanted nothing more than to shut him up. However, she couldn't deny that he had a point. Apart from Harry, Jennifer was the only one who had ever treated Laura like family. While Jennifer might never push her away, that didn't mean everyone else would be as kind. That house belonged to Jennifer, but it was Maxwell's too.At that moment, Laura felt completely alone and helpless. …Just like that, she quickly packed a few essentials and followed Simon back to his place in the dead of night.He then pointed to a small wardrobe and lightly instructed, "You can leave your clothes here for now."After opening it,
Laura cried in Simon's arms for what felt like an eternity before finally lifting her head. Her voice carried a hint of grievance as she said, "Why wouldn't you believe me? I told you someone was following me, but you still didn't trust me."Simon gently wiped her tears away. "I'm sorry. That's on me."But Laura shoved him aside, her tone defiant. "Spare me the fake concern. I've reported it to the police, so it doesn't matter whether you show up or not."A flicker of amusement passed through Simon's dark eyes as he studied her. "Really?""Of course!" Laura lifted her chin, as if she weren't afraid of anything. "I'm trained in martial arts and can protect myself. Besides, the police are involved. Even without you, I'm not scared."Simon couldn't help but chuckle. Suddenly, his arm snaked around her waist, pulling her close again. "Who was trembling in fear earlier? The same person who stayed holed up in the bedroom all night because she was too afraid to come out?" he teased in