Blake's POV
"Gina came to the police because she didn't want to face the music. She is so cunning. Does she really think she's innocent?" I was furious. Gina dared to hurt Catherine! Gina was doomed. She needed to bear my wrath. "Blake, I'm sure there's more to it than that. Maybe it's just Gina's scheme." Catherine knew Gina the best. I knew Catherine was right. Perhaps, as Gina said in her confession, she was only complaining in front of Jack, and she didn't tell Jack to make a move on Catherine. Gina had made a smart move. I reached out and held Catherine's hand tightly. She had lost too much blood, and her hand was still very cold. I said firmly, "Don't worry. She put you through this. She might be able to escape from the punishment of the law, but she enraged the royal pack and she will suffer." "She is cunning. No matter what she says, don't buy it. Don't let her slide," Catherine said angrily. I was well aware that the car acThird Person's POV"Moira, I can't shake this guilt. I can't bear the pressure of my mom being locked up and still want to enjoy Leo's kindness. It's too painful. So, I've decided to end this relationship. I know it's cowardly, but I need to get it over with," Sunny said with a self-mocking smile, shocking Moira again."Sunny, why would you do this? If Leo loves you, he'll forgive you. Why leave?"Moira was worried and heartbroken, fearing Sunny was making a mistake."Not all love stories have happy endings. I used to think love had to lead to happiness, but some things are out of our control. Our feud, though not our doing, ties us together. Can we really love each other in good conscience?"Sunny's eyes welled up. She dared not dwell on their relationship. Memories of Leo flooded her mind, causing her unbearable pain.Moira looked into her eyes and sighed, "Alright, if you've thought it through, I support you. I've raised you for over twen
Third Person's POV"Will you not plead for your mother?"Patricia called out as Sunny grabbed her bag and rose to leave.Sunny's grip on her bag tightened. She bit her lip and said, "I'm ashamed to beg for her. If she's wrong, then she is.""Good, you're a sensible child. Take care." Patricia appreciated Sunny's stubborn yet reasonable nature.Sunny left the building in a daze, hailed a taxi, and, wearing a mask that concealed her eyes brimming with sorrow and despair, tears slid down her cheeks.The beautiful future Leo had painted for her yesterday might have been nothing but a dream.Now, with the dream shattered, it was time for the curtain to fall. Sunny decided to leave—this city, this country, seemed to hold no place for her anymore.At that moment, her phone rang.Seeing Moira's name, she answered.Moira's anxious voice immediately came through, "Sunny, have you seen the news? Your and Olivia's past
Third Person's POVHer animosity toward Olivia resurfaced, a deep-seated hatred now reignited."I'll talk to Sunny myself. If you're uncomfortable getting involved, stay out of it."Patricia knew Abigail cherished the restored bond with her sons.She might endure her sorrow for the sake of this mother-son relationship."Thank you, Mom." Abigail was grateful Patricia hadn't forced her to take a stance on the matter."What's there to thank? Someone in this family has to make decisions!" Patricia bit her lip in anger.On the third day after moving to her seaside residence, Sunny received a call from Patricia.She wondered how Patricia had obtained her number but knew she couldn't ignore it. She agreed to meet.Patricia chose an ornate venue, its opulent surroundings exuding an air of solemnity.Dressed in a embroidered robe, Patricia radiated elegance and authority—a far cry from her usual attire.The fo
Third Person's POVAfter leaving the police station, Richard noticed Patricia's pale face and beads of sweat. He immediately supported her, asking with concern, "Mom, what's wrong? You don't look well. Are you upset?""My poor Marc..." Patricia's eyes suddenly welled up with tears.Seeing Olivia's face had reignited her longing for her eldest son. If he were alive today, he would surely have been an outstanding entrepreneur."Mom, don't be sad. Marc wouldn't want to see you cry and hurt yourself over him," Richard said.While Richard harbored hatred for his father, he genuinely cared for his mother.Patricia, unable to contain her sorrow, sat down on a nearby flower bed, covering half her face as tears streamed down. Her heartache was palpable.Richard's expression grew complicated as he watched Patricia cry. For a moment, he stood there, at a loss."Tell me, how did she kill your brother? Why would she do such a thing?"
Third Person's POV"The view here is amazing!" Sunny's face lit up with a smile."Yes, the scenery is beautiful and it's away from the city's hustle and bustle, making it perfect for living," Leo said as he stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and whispering into her ear.Sunny slightly dodged his embrace, her hand instinctively resting on his broad palm. "Without you, I really don't know what I would have done. Leo, thank you for being so good to me. I don't know how to express my gratitude."The next day, Patricia had Richard take her to the police station.She was determined to interrogate Olivia herself, to ask her how she could have the heart to kill a man who loved her so much.Olivia sat at a table, her once lustrous long hair now cut short to ear-length.She looked haggard, her former radiance replaced by pessimism and exhaustion.Richard escorted Patricia into the room. As soon as they entered, Patricia
Third Person's POV"Is that so? How much is the rent? Don't you need to sign a contract?"Sunny couldn't grasp the wealthy mindset where money was just a number.To her, renting a place meant contracts and timely payments."Don't worry about it. Just move in and make yourself comfortable. I'll handle the rent," Leo reassured her, gently smoothing her tousled hair."Go take a shower and change clothes. I'll drive you over to check out the place."Seeing his confidence, Sunny trusted him implicitly and went to freshen up.Leo changed into casual clothes, and together they wheeled the trunks out the door."Why does this feel like I'm going on vacation? We're actually breaking up!" Sunny said with a mix of laughter and tears."Just treat it like a vacation. No need for mental pressure. And stop sneaking tears. Unhappiness ages you quickly," Leo teased as he loaded the trunks into the elevator."Are you implying I'm ol