Sensing Lucian's gaze on him, Simon quickly said, "Mr. Northwood, please ignore me or pretend that I don't exist." Any task was achievable with sufficient compensation.Calista pushed Lucian's hand away. "I will deal with you later."Hector stood up, his gaze sweeping over Lucian. "Calista, why don't you go get him some breakfast now that he's awake? It would be a pity if he starved to death after all the trouble we went through to save him." Calista caught on that he wanted to speak with Lucian and nodded. "Okay."Once she had disappeared, Hector looked at Lucion seriously and asked, "Given your headache, did you consume anything you shouldn't have?"Lucian's lips moved slightly. He mumbled, "No…""Are you sure? Could it be that you accidentally consumed something without knowing? You mentioned being hypnotized. Could it be that you consumed it but forgot?"According to the doctor, there was nothing wrong with his test results. If his body was fine, what could cause such sev

Calista glared at Lucian after she made her point. Her annoyance didn't go away. "It seems to me like you're quite pleased with the fiance Kyros arranged for you. How long has it been? You even remember her name."For Lucian, the name never represented a person. It symbolized the beginning of his suffering. Every time he heard the name being mentioned, it ushered a new round of torment. Although it was true that it hadn't been too long since it happened, he knew that it would probably be difficult for him to forget that name for the rest of his life. Lucian remained silent for a moment. Rather than denying it, he solemnly assured her, "I've never seen her before, Calista. I don't know if she even exists. I never her while Kyros had me locked away. All I remember is her name. It's not going to have any impact on us."Calista felt a pang of guilt in her heart seeing the man explaining things to her so earnestly. She quickly took his hand. "Hey, I was just joking. Calm down. It does

Simon could barely maintain his composure as he pulled up on the road shoulder. "Mr. Northwood, the person who died is… Cailyn."Lucian frowned. "Who?""Ms. Webster. Cailyn Webster. The woman who gave you massages." Not wanting Lucian to mistake her for someone else, he made it clear who he was referring to."It happened in the swimming pool. The police are calling in those who were at the party for questioning. It should be your turn soon."Calista had been kept under lock and key in the garden last night. It was a short distance away from the swimming pool. When she had managed to get out, Cailyn was nowhere to be found in the hall.Lucian coldly ordered, "You are not to say anything to her anything about this." She didn't need to know about Cailyn's passing unless the police came her way.…Calista slept for a long time. The sun had already set by the time she woke up. The dazzling sunset was obscured by the curtains, softening its glare. Lucian was seated in the bed next to

Timothy didn't say anything. However, he had no intention of getting out of the car.Yara opened the driver-side door. With one on the roof of the car and the other holding the door handle, she bent down to stare at him. "We're broken up. It's not appropriate for you to be riding with me anymore.""Are you sure you want to break up with me?"Yara hurriedly nodded. She felt like a miserable peasant who had finally found the courage to rebel against her master. Feelings didn't matter anymore. What mattered was her determination to become a pauper who made it big.Timothy nodded and said out loud to himself, "Calista's case is quite a complicated one. There are eyewitnesses and video evidence. Even if she wasn't the one who committed the crime, Cailyn did indeed die in the pool. As long as there's no evidence proving she resurfaced after being pushed in, or unless another perpetrator is caught, Calista stands to be convicted for manslaughter at the very least…"Yara hurriedly jumpe

The next day, Lucian received a call from the police station."Mr. Northwood, we found some items related to you and Ms. Everhart. We need both of you to drop by the station to assist with the investigation." Lucian stayed silent after hearing the officer's request. Confused, the officer asked, "Mr. Northwood, is that alright with you?"Lucian's voice sounded distant. "Sorry, I'm just preparing breakfast and it's a little noisy. I didn't hear what you said. Can you repeat yourself?"Although the police officer had heard the sound of cooking utensils, he was too shocked to speak for a few seconds. The president of Northwood Corporation was… cooking? Lucian ladled the oatmeal he had been preparing into a bowl. Seeing that the officer still hadn't spoken, he furrowed his brows impatiently. "Speak. What's the matter?"The police officer cleared his throat before repeating himself. "Alright," Lucian responded. He then hung up the phone and went upstairs to wake Calista up for breakf