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Without waiting for Calvin to speak, Adriana took the lead in clarifying. “You’ve misunderstood. We are just partners. I am his proxy lawyer—nothing more.”Martha gave her another once-over, silently assessing her with high regard but showing a hint of regret on her face. “Oh, I see…”Adriana made up her mind—she had to leave. If she stayed any longer, she wasn’t sure what else the shrewd boss lady might perceive. “Mr. Calvin, Mr. Alex, I still have something to attend to. I won’t intrude on your dinner. I’ll contact you later.”Alex immediately offered, “I’ll give you a ride!”As they left the restaurant one after the other, Martha simply shrugged and began gathering up the baking trays. “Well, I’m heading inside to help.”Calvin parted his lips slightly. “Leave the cake here.”Martha blinked in surprise. “I thought you said it was too sweet and you didn’t want it.”Calvin’s gaze fell on the piece of cake Adriana had taken a bite of. In his mind, he could vividly recall the movement

The penthouse suite offered a sweeping view of the city at night. Exotic architecture and a sea of lights stretched endlessly, starkly different from the familiar landscapes of the United States. Every street, every building’s design and orientation, served as a constant reminder—this place was far from home.And Calvin—he was the last person Adriana could afford to offend.Rather than confronting him or escalating tensions, wouldn’t it be wiser to have a calm, rational conversation?Resolving to take the diplomatic route, Adriana took the initiative. “If Mr. Calvin doesn’t have anything urgent to discuss right now, could you give me five minutes? At least let me dry my hair.”She had rushed out after washing it, barely managing to pat it dry. Now, water dripped from the ends, soaking through her clothes and splattering onto the carpet. Knowing Calvin’s obsession with cleanliness, she was sure he’d make an issue of it sooner or later.Calvin opened his mouth, ready with a sharp retort

Adriana pulled the corner of her mouth into a strained smile.“It’s… ah!”He was Calvin. A man who could shake the stock market with a mere stomp of his foot. What was money to him? If he wanted, he could rename this hotel every other day just for fun.Meanwhile, the male doctor was left waiting alone in the living room. Inside the bedroom, Calvin—who had no medical experience whatsoever—stepped closer and asked, “How is she?”The moment he entered, the female doctor’s face flushed slightly.“It’s not a fracture,” she explained. “But your wife didn’t cushion her fall properly, and the impact jarred her bones. There’s some ligament and connective tissue damage. She needs rest and recovery. I’ll prescribe both internal and external medications. After three days, she should be able to walk normally.”Lying on her back, Adriana was relieved she didn’t have to show her face. If she did, the expression of utter despair she wore might make the doctor think she had been misdiagnosed.Calvin n

It was time to say something—something that could serve as a final declaration before bed.After thinking for a moment, Adriana chose a safe topic. "The person we were tracking seems to be a bit of a mystery. Before I came here today, Lewis said that he saw him leave in a hurry. It looked like he had something urgent to handle. Lewis followed him and saw him enter a private club. Due to identity restrictions, he couldn't get in for now, but I believe there will be other breakthrough points."In the dim light, Calvin's brow furrowed, and it didn’t relax. One form of tension eased, only for another to take its place. In a low voice, he said, "After all this time, we finally have a bit of a breakthrough."From his tone, it wasn’t praise—it sounded more like dissatisfaction, as if the delay was unacceptable and needed to be reflected upon as a failure under his leadership.Adriana hadn’t expected any words of encouragement from him, so she remained calm. "Our current evidence, along with

Adriana leaned crookedly on the sofa, propped up by cushions. The handmade embroidery on the fabric pressed uncomfortably against her skin, so she flipped the cushion over and plopped back down.“Many thanks for your praise,” she said. “Whether you’re genuinely complimenting me or subtly undermining me, at least this sentence was nice to hear.”Calvin tugged at the corner of his mouth in a faint smirk. “Are we changing the medicine now?”“Wait until the waiter brings the food. You can change it while you're at it.”For a split second, Calvin’s fingers tightened, but he said nothing.Breakfast arrived, and the waiter turned out to be a man.Adriana buried her face into the cushion in frustration, enduring the pain as she shifted slightly. “That…”The word expediency popped into her mind.Perhaps Calvin’s willingness to help her with the medicine wasn’t driven by ulterior motives but was simply a practical gesture in the given situation. Maybe she had overreacted before.So instead of a