Everly, Carson, and Oliver were playing on the beach. Meanwhile, Lisa came out of her villa to a car and talked to someone on the phone.She got into the passenger seat, smiled at the man in the driver's seat, and said, "I've just heard that the opposition faction of the Baxter Group changed their minds. They want to get Carson back."The man started the car without speaking. Lisa made up her face, smiled contentedly while looking into the mirror at her delicate figures, and continued, "I knew that the Baxter Group couldn't do well without Carson and that they would give in!"The car's tires squealed.The man suddenly braked."What are you doing?" Lisa growled at the man with a frown, hurriedly grabbing something to steady herself."Lisa, what the hell do you want?" the man said resignedly, "didn't you say that you just wanted to help your family out of trouble? I don't understand what you're thinking. Do you love Carson? Are you proud of him?""What's the problem with this?"
"How do you know if they have contact in private?" The man asked as their car was waiting for a green light. The man's consecutive retorts annoyed Lisa. She looked in the rearview mirror at the man with chill eyes. "What do you mean? Are you trying to deliberately piss me off?" "No." The man replied. Then he paused for a few seconds and changed the subject. "So what are you going to do next?" 'Let Everly crash down to the hell!' During these days all their tactics were covert. They only took some subtle moves to test Carson, to see what was in Carson's mind. Now that Lisa had learned about it, then the next step she was up to was to put Everly through hell! "What's going on with Violet's studio now?" Lisa asked. "According to the information we got, it won't be long before Violet Studio and Baxter Group's collaboration on 'The Angel' is finished." The man replied. Before Lisa was about to respond, suddenly, her phone vibrated. Buzz--Lisa picked up her phone to check t
Everly immediately put the crab into the small bucket.At this time, the bucket was filled with many crabs. Oliver looked inside and wore a bright smile."Wow! We got a lot of crabs today! My bucket is almost full!" Oliver said and looked back. When he saw the bucket in his dad's hand, Oliver took it and dumped all the crabs inside his own bucket into it. He then pushed it to Everly and said, "Wow. Aunt Violet caught so many crabs today. You are awesome!"Everly froze. She looked at Oliver's smiling face and understood what he meant.Oliver wanted her to take all the credit for catching those crabs."Oliver...""Aunt Violet! Look over there. There are bubbles coming out of that small hole. Let's go over there. There must be something in there!" As he said, Oliver carried his bucket and a small shovel and trotted over in his slippers. He ran to the hole and exclaimed, "Aunt Violet, come on! It is a big fish!""Go ahead. He likes playing with you," Carson said to Everly when she w
She was a little embarrassed. After all, they hadn't been so close to each other for a long time. She felt a bit uncomfortable.So, she found a random topic. "Oliver still hasn't come back?""Maybe he couldn't find the bucket," he said, his chest vibrating. Not knowing how to pick up the conversation, she just looked at him. "Put the fish down," he said again after about three seconds. "But it will slip away," she blurted out. He paused, nodded, and hummed.Actually, she could place it somewhere dry rather than in the water... Then it couldn't slip away...She found herself so stupid. But she couldn't take back her words...She wondered, bit the bullet, and awkwardly held the fish. Should she say anything to defuse the awkward situation?She thought for a moment and asked, "What's your plan? I mean your career.""I haven't laid it out yet," he replied frankly. "I've been working for too long, and it's time to take a break. In the past, I didn't have time to hang
Everly wondered, 'Why does he look so pitiful? Is he going to ask me to be with me as he did before?'Meanwhile, Carson moved his eyes from her to the sunset on the horizon and said, "It's late."She looked across at the sea and the sky. The glorious declining sun gilded the sky.The salty sea wind swept over them.They gazed at the sunset until the fish suddenly struggled and startled Everly.It had been quietly staying in her hand for a while. She had forgotten that she was holding the fish. Thus, she subconsciously let go of the fish and shook Carson's hands off.The fish flopped back into the water and waved its tail to flee away."Oh, no. The fish has escaped. Dad, hurry up and catch it!" Oliver yelled. He had been squatting on the side so as not to disturb his parents. Carson and Oliver then chased after the fish.Everly slowly got up and stood there. The father and the son in white T-shirts were surrounding the big puddle. Everly felt strange while watching them.She wa
Layla White was dead. She was tortured to death, and all the traces and evidence for the crime were burnt in a fire. Someone saw that the murderer was none other than Everly Pettis. … The night sky was dark and starless in the cemetery. A black car stopped as the rain was falling heavily. Everly was dragged all the way to a tombstone. "Young Master Baxter, here she is." A man holding a black umbrella stood in front of the tombstone. He was dressed in a full black suit, and his perfect side profile looked as cold as the night. He turned around and looked down at the woman struggling in the mud on the ground. His eyes were filled with hatred and disgust. "Carson, I didn't do it! She was dead when I got there. I..." Everly crawled towards Carson Baxter, struggling with an explanation. "Not you?" Carson pinched her chin so hard as if he was going to crush her jaw. "Someone took a photo of you two together before the incident. When the fire started burning, you were sitting
She cried bitterly as her heart was torn with pain.Shock flashed through Carson’s eyes, but he still did nothing to stop what was happening. She saw him throwing away the handkerchief that he used to wipe his hands. While her clothes were being torn apart, he reached out his hand and gently stroked the woman's face in the black and white photo on the tombstone.It was raining heavily. The weather in Cannesville, February, was freezing, but it was still not as cold as what Everly felt inside.The blood on her forehead trickled down, and her beautiful pale face was painted red in contrast. She looked at the familiar figure with tears in her eyes, crying hysterically."Are you really going to do this to me?"There was no response from him.The cloth on her shoulder was torn open, and she was almost naked. The dirty hands of men reached out to grope her chest."Do you love her so much?"He did not look at her. All he cared about was the woman six feet under the ground!It was dar
A gust of wind blew past.Everly suddenly opened her eyes in the darkness. The image in front of her was blurry. The memories of what happened four years ago were still vivid in her mind.She sat up and panted heavily. Cold sweat mixed with tears dripped on the thin quilt, almost soaking it through.Fragments of memories constantly appeared in front of her eyes, the dim window, the red blood, and the sounds of screams...all of these seemed to have confined her, and she had no way of running away from them.A shrill alarm rang, snapping her back into her senses. She reached out and pressed on the alarm. It was already six o'clock in the evening.She thought of him again.The past seemed to have happened as though it was yesterday in her head. She opened her eyes slightly and looked out of the window.Outside the window was the darkening sky. The slow-moving ventilator cast moving shadows in the room. She touched her clothes that had been soaked in cold sweat and changed into anot