บททั้งหมดของ You're Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone: บทที่ 271 - บทที่ 280

Calista smiled lightly. Her eyes had a mischievous glimmer, yet she had a mocking smile."Do you think it's a coincidence?" Lucian released her and lifted his hand to tuck in the strands of hair behind her ear, saying, "No, it's not a coincidence. There are plenty of sleazy affairs in this industry, but I have never been involved in any. So don't ask me if I know about anything in the future." "I've only been involved in one, and it's with you. In that case, I was the one who willingly approached you." Lucian rarely sweet-talked. His attempt at flattery was straightforward and passionate, like those letters Hector wrote back in their schooling days. They were filled with poetic phrases. Therefore, she was unsure whether Lucian was confessing his love or answering her question. As she was lost in thought, he had already changed his shoes. "I'll leave first. You did well. You should rest early." She was recently addicted to watching TV dramas and was reminded of how men woul

Calista disinfected the wound and said, "Hmm, I understand. Anyway, thank you.""They were able to erase all traces of themselves from the scene quickly and get a scapegoat to take the blame. There are no more than ten organizations in Apthon capable of this. I've sent people to watch them, but it might take some time."Apthon wasn't his domain. It wouldn't be easy to unearth the foundations established there over many years.After all, their efforts would be in vain if the mastermind behind the scenes could be uncovered so easily.In this case, they acted quite cautiously and had many backup plans. Lucian was afraid he might alert them if he handled things carelessly.It would make it more difficult to apprehend them in the future. He had to tread carefully, which would take some effort.He suspected even those photos of Calista were somehow connected to these people. However, he couldn't figure out why. Perhaps it was to drive a wedge between them.A wound on Lucian's knuckle

Calista had initially intended to get some information from Liam. However, instead of getting anything useful out of him, she had gotten herself into a predicament. "I don't have any room for you here. You'll have to figure something out." Paul's apartment had a one-bedroom layout, and even if there were extra rooms, she couldn't possibly let a stranger like Liam, who didn't know anything about her, move in. "I'm your bodyguard, I have to protect you. How can I do that if I’m not with you every step of the way? I can sleep on the couch."He frowned, realizing that there wasn't any extra room for him here. Calista didn't back down at all."You can buy a tent and set it up outside. I’m just a business associate with the man you mentioned. I haven't even seen his face, and I don't even know if we're talking about the same person. Do you think, under these circumstances, I can trust someone he hired to stay in my home?" The mysterious man must be the man they were referring to. B

Lucian didn't know if she understood, but she obediently sat still. He held her, and she didn't resist. She wasn't exactly light, and it was manageable under normal circumstances. However, when drunk, it was a bit of a struggle.As Lucian began to lift her, his arms and legs turned weak, and they both tumbled onto the sofa. Fortunately, the apartment belonged to Paul, and he had chosen quality furniture.The sofa was wide and soft, so when Lucian fell, he used his elbow to cushion the impact and didn't fully fall on top of Calista. He propped himself halfway, looking down at the quiet woman beneath him. Calista's eyebrows and eyes were red. Her gaze towards him was different from her usual rejection and mockery.Lucian's long fingers slid along the contours of her face, "What if it never works out between us? Will you still want me?" Calista tilted her head, probably annoyed that he had disturbed her sleep. Lucian chuckled lightly with a hint of self-deprecation."But you did

Yara glared disdainfully at Lucian and remarked, "Have you ever wondered how your ex-husband managed to make everyone despise him?"Lucian found himself at a loss for words, a rare occurrence indeed. Calista watched him stumble for the first time and couldn't help but find it amusing.Her urge to resist a wry smile failed, and she responded, "The universe seems to have a way of rejecting him, perhaps."Yara's gaze then shifted to Calista's swollen ankle.She furrowed her brow and inquired, "Whoa, what happened to your ankle? Did you get it checked out by a doctor?"Yara scanned the room filled with assorted alcohol bottles as she approached Calista.There was quite a selection of alcoholic beverages on display, ranging from top-shelf choices to more budget-friendly options.Yara had immediately spotted the array upon entering the living room.Since Calista wasn't known for indulging in alcohol, it didn't require much detective work to deduce who was responsible for this spread.