Novels by nguyen nhi

"Ivy, eat a bit more!" Victoria Sterling, sitting across from her, smiled gently at Ivy Belle as she reached out to pick up a piece of bell-pepper-stuffed meat—Ivy's absolute favorite. It seemed as though Victoria was the only one at the dining table who cared about her, while the rest paid her no mind. Gentle and kind—that was how others judged her, and looking from the outside, how could anyone claim otherwise? Ivy nodded and held out her bowl to receive the food. Ever since waking up, she had only shown warmth toward Victoria Sterling, remaining cold, indifferent, and fearful toward everyone else—especially Old Mrs. Sterling. Valeria Sterling waved over a servant and picked up the dish her older sister had just taken food from to give to Ivy. Thrusting it straight into Mrs. Lee's hands, she ordered flatly: "Throw it away!" The servant didn't dare accept it immediately. She glanced at the family members present, and seeing no reaction from any of them, she let out a sigh o

"You... wait... I want to see Hazel..."His hand on the doorknob suddenly froze. Turning around like a stiff robot, almost unable to believe his ears, he staggered toward the bed and stammered in inquiry:"Did... did you remember something?""I don't know! I only know Hazel... I only know Ms. Vance... I don't know any of you!"Seeing her avoid him so desperately, Theo's heart ached as if someone were deliberately crushing it, yet he nodded to himself in compromise. Perhaps she only recalled her childhood memories—a time when he wasn't present in her life. Right! That was it... that had to be it! His Ivy wasn't forgetting him on purpose; she just hadn't remembered him yet..."Get some good rest, Ivy. As for Hazel, I'll help you call her over!"When the door closed completely, the room fell eerily silent, and the man's lingering breath gradually faded away. Ivy Belle slowly opened her eyes and stepped out from under the blanket, her composure entirely elegant—a stark contrast to the hel

"Who are you people?""Why am I here?"Ivy Belle reached out her finger, lightly touching Theo Kensington's chest, her wide eyes gazing hazily at everything around her in deep confusion.Victoria Sterling frowned, so anxious that her eyes turned faintly red. She quickly sat down and pulled Ivy into her arms, her voice trembling as she forced the words out:"You... Ivy? You don't remember me? It's us—your family!" Valeria Sterling, standing beside her, curled her lips into an appreciative smirk. Her family had a solid academic background and would never let anyone step foot into that filthy entertainment industry. Otherwise, based on talent alone, her older sister would have certainly claimed the Best Actress crown!Ivy Belle didn't answer immediately. Instead, she looked toward the old lady who had disliked her from the very beginning, her eyes carrying a faint trace of anticipation. Unsurprisingly, less than two minutes later, Old Mrs. Sterling limped over to the side of the bed with

"Ivy... what's wrong with you? Ivy... Ivy?"Beside the large bed, nearly ten people surrounded a girl who remained unconscious following a car accident in front of the mansion. It had been three days, and everyone appeared immensely anxious and worried, taking turns to watch over her."Ivy... Ivy, wake up!" Theo Kensington and Beatrice Vanderbilt spoke in unison, briefly locking eyes in surprise.Ivy Belle felt her entire body aching and miserable. Awakened by the voices surrounding her, she struggled to slowly open her eyes. In her dazed state, she truly couldn't tell whether she was awake or still trapped in a dream—an utterly terrifying nightmare.In that dream, she was bound helplessly while every inch of her flesh was slowly sliced away layer by layer by something sharp. Painful yet unable to struggle, she had closed her eyes in desperate rage."Ivy, wake up, please?" Theo knelt anxiously by the bed, gazing at Ivy Belle. He hadn't left her side for over a day; his face was gaunt

"Release me... release all of you, let me go!" Inside the freezing, stark white room, Ivy Belle struggled and sobbed uncontrollably, completely surrounded by a crowd of people."Your purpose has ended! We didn't raise you for three years just to perform acts of charity. If you don't obey, there won't be any anesthesia when they cut out your heart! Compared to a agonizing death, which do you prefer?" Beatrice Vanderbilt turned cold and arrogant, standing with folded arms as she looked down at Ivy trapped helplessly on the hospital bed, desperately trying to break free.Victoria Sterling looked down at Ivy Belle as well. The image of the gentle, virtuous elder sister she had projected in the past was completely gone, replaced by a coldness that was utterly terrifying.Ha! Of course... how could the murderer of Ms. Vance harbor any family affection?Only on the brink of death did she finally understand that the words "family members" were nothing more than her own delusion. From start to