Novels by Love Letter

Early that morning, Briella arrived at the Mortensen family estate, black invitation card in hand.She took a long look at the legendary residence, nodding in quiet approval.No wonder they’re the top among the noble families.Unhurried, she stepped up to the grand, antiquated gates.Presenting the card, she watched as the guard inspected it with great care. Once verified, he returned it respectfully with both hands.“This way, Miss. Please wait in the banquet hall. Someone will inform the masters.”Briella nodded without a word and followed the guard through a side path that led to the grand hall.Once alone, she chose a sofa and sat down casually.Before long, a servant approached with a gentle bow. “May I offer you something to drink, Miss?”“I’m not picky. Just bring me any floral tea you prefer,” she replied with effortless poise.The servant nodded and

“Koa… Koa, it’s Mommy. What’s wrong, sweetheart? Can you open your eyes and tell Mommy where it hurts?”Briella pressed a gentle palm to his forehead.Burning hot.Her heart skipped a beat.Panic flared inside her as she reached down to feel his wrist, checking his pulse with practiced fingers.Moa stood beside her, wide-eyed and worried.She could sense it—this wasn’t an ordinary fever. Something deeper was wrong.“Mommy… what’s wrong with Koa?” Moa’s voice was soft, her eyes brimming with concern.Briella turned to her with a mother’s instinct, cupping her small face.“Do you feel sick, baby? If anything hurts, you must tell Mommy, okay?”“I’m fine,” Moa said, voice low. “Just a little dizzy earlier… but I feel okay now.”She gently moved Briella’s hand off her forehead an

Diego withdrew his hand nonchalantly and sat back down.Even from a lower position, his aura remained undiminished—if anything, it seemed even more imposing.“It’s fine. You can change bit by bit, as long as you stay by my side.”His thin lips pressed lightly together, his gaze unusually deep. One hand rested on the desk as he studied her steadily.Briella’s pupils dilated slightly, as if she couldn’t quite comprehend his words.Her voice wavered. “Minister… what do you mean by that?”“What do I mean? Just the literal meaning. I need a woman.”He said it flatly, without the slightest ripple of emot

“You two rest well tomorrow. I’ll see you the day after.”Briella waved at the car with a serene smile.Alan stuck his head out the window, a grin tugging at his boyish face.“Okay, Skye… Bye!”The car rolled away, his gaze lingering on her figure until it disappeared.Only then did he sink back into his seat, the warm smile fading as that quiet, aloof air returned.“What do you want for dinner tonight?” Princess Winona broke the silence, trying for casual conversation.But Alan, for once, grew stubborn.“Whatever.”Winona slowly tu

“Alright, alright! No need to be so fierce about it…”Alan muttered, frustrated when Briella said nothing and made no move to help him with the luggage.Just as his hand touched the suitcase handle—“Brother Alan! Princess Winona! You’re here! Did you miss me and my brother?”Moa dropped her tablet and ran straight to the door, her little face beaming at the two visitors.Koa followed behind at a slower pace, twisting a freshly solved Rubik’s cube in his hand.“Of course we missed you,” Alan grinned, crouching down to their level. “And your big brother brought gifts! They’re all in the suitcase. I’ll hand them over once we

Briella tiptoed up to the second floor and glanced at her phone—ten o’clock.She eased open the doors to her children’s rooms one by one. Both were already fast asleep.She let out a quiet sigh of relief and slipped back to her own room.From her pocket, she drew out a black card and laid it on the table. Leaning closer, she studied the silver script embossed across its surface:Dutton Mortensen — Chairman of the Mortensen Group.Tonight’s sudden appearance of those two had disrupted her original plans. Dutton and the elderly man clearly hadn’t come for the gala alone.Their attire had been too formal, too polished. They must ha

Meanwhile, Roger didn’t care that his little stunt had blown up the internet until he got a call from his father, Victor Davenier. “Roger, you found your sister?”“Yep.” Roger glanced warmly at Esther, then at Evander. A lazy, satisfied smile tugged at his lips. “Looks like I didn’t just find my sister — I may have found a brother-in-law too.”That made Victor Davenier blow up.“What?! Which punk dares go after my daughter? Listen here, Roger — if you don’t protect your sister, I’ll break your bones myself. I’m on my way to the capital right now!”After hanging up, Roger turned toward Evander with a gloating grin.“What now? My dad seems to really disapprove of you. Doesn’t want you as our son-in-law. What’re you gonna do?”Esther: “…”What the hell is going on? One guy pestering her, her brother stirrin

Twin brother?Esther almost choked on her own saliva. Her first reaction was that she must have misheard. But the next second—“What’s the matter? You think girls from the Davenier family can’t get into your so-called upper-class social circles here in City A?”Roger lazily leaned against Esther’s car window, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the glass.“If she can’t get in, then so be it. Our little treasure doesn’t need your lousy socialite circle. Esther, don’t mind them. Big brother’s got your back!”“What nonsense is that, Mr. Davenier? Girls from the Davenier family? Don’t just talk about the City A socialite circle, they can even get into the princess circle!”Seeing Roger’s protective stance and his readiness to turn her birthday party upside down if needed, Luna didn’t bother questioning whether he was really her biological brothe

Esther’s worst cars on the track were the first to cross the finish line. After waiting a full three minutes, the second-place finisher, Luna, finally arrived at the finish line looking dejected.Luna practically jumped out of her car before it had even come to a complete stop. Seeing that the people in front hadn’t gotten out yet, she let out a sigh of relief.She immediately grabbed her phone to call the medical staff. There were already medical personnel stationed at the venue, and as soon as Luna made the call, they rushed over: “Go check if the people inside the car are seriously injured!”The cars had been parked for three minutes and the occupants still hadn’t come out, so the situation seemed serious.However, to Luna’s surprise, just as she approached the car, ready to knock on the door or use the spare key to unlock it, the car window rolled down, revealing Evander’s handsome and cold face.&ldquo

The car reached the first curve. Luna instinctively eased off the accelerator just a bit—keeping her speed safe for the turn but not giving anyone a chance to catch up. After all, she was driving the best car on the track. If she didn’t hold the top spot, her pride would take a serious hit!Leaving Esther behind wasn’t enough anymore; now she had to keep a commanding lead in first place. Racing was one of her specialties, and with Evander watching, she had to prove her skill.He was a racing expert too, and only masters truly understood each other... so—Luna instinctively blocked the lane closest to her, making it impossible for the cars behind to overtake on the curve.Right behind her were Aria and Judy, driving Lamborghinis and Ferraris. Their cars weren’t quite as good as Luna’s, but still top-tier luxury sports cars. Both drivers had aggressive plans to take the turn and pass.Luna saw it coming and pushed

“Make her apologize to you?”Evander looked down on her from above, his cold gaze flashing a hint of chill. Almost everyone in the crowd held their breath at the same moment, then the lofty man spoke word by word, “Don’t even dream about it!”Claire: “…”The man’s voice was deep and icy cold, each word striking her nerves, slowly torturing her dignity. Claire had never suffered such humiliation in her life—being publicly slapped.“Mr. Westvale, you—”“Enough, Claire, this is your fault. Mr. Westvale isn’t holding it against you, so just let it go!”Claire instinctively wanted to argue, but Luna interrupted her and pulled her hand, “You better apologize to Zoe quickly. Think about it, even if it was a misunderstanding, you still hurt the little girl. Put yourself in her shoes—if someone called you a little bastard, even if it wasn’t on purpose, would you forgive them?”“You—”Claire never expected the one stopping her from lashi

Luna was stunned. But Claire didn’t care, just wanting to vent her anger.“Oh, so bastards have dads too? Are you sure that’s your dad and not someone else’s?!”“Wild bastard!!!”“Who’s calling my daughter a wild bastard?”Just as Claire finished, a terrifyingly cold voice came from behind:“Say that one more time.”“Say it again, and you’re still a wild—”Before she finished, the intimidating aura of the man in front cut her off. The familiar face made Claire’s complexion change completely. She stood there dumbfounded, unable to finish her sentence, trembling uncontrollably.“Mr.… Mr. Westvale! Y-You… how did you come here…”“How come I can’t come?”Before Claire could finish her tongue-tied sentence, Evander cut her off coldly, “If I didn’t come, would you keep bullying