Sidney and Zac were in the car after their dinner. What had been an intimate and warm atmosphere changed instantly when Zac suddenly looked pensive. His eyes stared straight at the paved road before him, but several times, he almost grazed other vehicles, even nearly colliding. Sidney knew Zac well. He wouldn't be as distracted as he was now if he didn't have something on his mind. "What's wrong with you, honey? It's like you're not really concentrating on the road in front of you." Sidney opened the conversation, knowing Zac wouldn't start if she didn't. He refused to answer at first. He remained silent, not saying a word. Pretending to be focused on the crowded street in front of him when, in fact, his mind was not where it should be. "Zac, you didn't answer my question." Sidney began to look impatient. She turned her body slightly so she could ascertain the look on her lover's face. "Is there a problem at the office? Shouldn't you be happy you won the stock match the other d

Abby sat on the front porch as her uncle and aunt searched for her. She enjoyed the humid breeze and the warm morning sun. Slowly, Alex and Alona sat down next to her on the gently swaying swing. Alona touched Abby's fingers, making her realize the arrival of her two loved ones. She slowly opened her eyes to stare at her adoptive parents. "Dear Abby, Today I will meet a lawyer appointed by your father to take care of all the assets he left for you. Are you ready to meet him today? If you want to buy some time, I'll tell him," Alex said carefully, worried about disturbing the teenage girl's peace. Abby could have been disturbed because she wanted to live a quiet life without any interference from her father's businesses. However, with her goal of avenging her father, she might want to know how much of an asset she has. Abby turned to Alex, who was still waiting for her answer. "What time do we leave? What should I prepare?" she asked. "Uhm, Abby, if you're not ready to di

Abby and Zac had finished their dinner. Although she could not understand what kind of friendship Zac expected, she, who did not take what she did and said to him seriously, did not want to bother. After all, the relationship she built from the beginning with him was only for the sake of revenge. There was no feeling whatsoever in Abby's heart towards Zac. Not at all. Now, they were sitting together watching television, just like best friends. Laughed when they saw a stomach-churning scene, argued when their favorite players turned out to be mortal enemies, and many things they did that seemed very natural. They even joked without limits, almost looking like lovers now. "You just admit that I'm the winner in the end, Abby. You lose." Zac took the dice from Abby's hand while they were playing Monopoly. Not accepting that Zac was cheating, she tried to grab the cube-shaped object that was now in his grasp. "No, Zac, you're cheating. Give m

After hearing Alice's account of Gin, his nephew, Alex, contacted some of his confidants to move across the city, not just Estern Shore, where they lived. If necessary, the entire world. He would not let his family members feel lonely and abandoned. Knowing her uncle's actions, Abby felt relieved. She packed her belongings, preparing to return to Eastonville. Tamara had called to inform her of some things that awaited her, including a cooperation meeting between JA corps and Zacamers. She still had two days to prepare materials for the meeting between the directors. "You're going back to Eastonville today?" Alex asked, making Abby a little surprised. She looked away briefly, then went back to her busy schedule. "Yes, Uncle. I have a lot of things to prepare for the meeting that several directors will attend. Including... Zacamers," she explained, coldly mentioning the name of Zac's company. "Are you sure you're going to do this, Abby? I'm very w

Zac arrived at the office earlier than usual. Apart from avoiding Sidney, who kept sticking to him and somehow made him feel uncomfortable, it was also because he had to study the material and essential points during the meeting. Reading Abby's name on the JA Company file in his hand, his heart raced. He wanted to contact her to ask how she was doing, but many things prevented him. Especially after what happened yesterday, maybe she was angry with him. Should he clarify the matter by coming to her? But if he did, what if he was again unable to refrain from fondling her? Remembering the few times they had met, he still got carried away and let the urge be satisfied. Zac rubbed the bridge of his nose as dizziness began to creep in. He needed a cup of coffee to clear his head. *** Abby was sitting on the sofa in the corner of the room, the place she always chose whenever she came. However, she, who was usually alone, was now accompanied by someone.