Mrs. Chancer took Lucy’s hand tightly. “Lucy, I’m so sorry,” she said, her voice trembling.“Mom, what are you talking about?” A bad feeling washed over Lucy.Sure enough, her mother choked up as she continued, “Lucy, it’s me and your brother who have wronged you. We need you to take responsibility for the Luther villa incident.”Lucy stared at her mother in shock, disbelief plastered across her face. “Mom, what are you saying? You know about the villa incident? Then you must also know it wasn’t me! It was Charlotte! She framed me!” Her voice rose as her eyes widened.Mrs. Chancer’s eyes were bloodshot, and her lips quivered. “Lucy, you have to think of the family…”“Think of the family? So you’re planning to sacrifice me for it? This is because of Sarah, isn’t it? She’s close to finding evidence, so to protect Charlotte, you’re willing to throw me under the bus?” Lucy’s voice cracked as tears streamed down her face.It hit her how absurd she had been, clinging to the belief that
Memories flooded back, unraveling like threads of pain. Sarah realized that every time she opened the master bedroom door, she would be dragged back into the past. Determined to shut those feelings away, she firmly closed the door, as though locking the pain inside.She returned to her own room. Last time, she had found that strange photo tucked inside a book, which led her to search through every book on the shelf, only to come up empty-handed. Next, she opened the jewelry box hidden in her closet—a gift from her parents, containing some of her mother’s jewelry. She sifted through its contents, and beneath the antique bracelets, she discovered a peculiar bracelet. Sarah picked it up. The gold-stamped Cartier logo was faded and chipped. Pieces like this needed regular care to maintain their pristine condition, but this bracelet had been sitting untouched in the cold box for three years. Something about it didn’t sit right with her. Wait! Her eyes widened as a realizatio
Sarah’s thoughts were completely consumed by this matter. “Alright,” she replied, “but I’ll need to take it with me first. I’ll bring it back in a few days.” “Thank you, Miss,” the manager said gratefully. ---At the Reynolds Corporation building, after informing the receptionist of her arrival, Sarah sat in the waiting area for Zachary. Unlike her usual urgency, she decided to take her time. Her mind was a mess, unsure of how to approach her questions or even where to start. Barely five minutes later, Zachary hurried out of the elevator. The administrative staff nearby exchanged meaningful glances, clearly intrigued by someone important enough to have Zachary come down personally. As they walked together, an icy silence hung between them. Zachary eventually broke it. “Why are you here all of a sudden?” “I need to ask you something,” Sarah replied coolly. She followed him to his office, but before they could close the door, a familiar voice called out. “Zach, why’
“Sasa, I don’t know.” Zachary avoided her gaze. Seeing Zachary’s evasive expression, Sarah already had her answer. His refusal to explain was confirmation enough. If he didn’t want to answer, Sarah wouldn’t push. “If you won’t answer my question, I won’t force you,” Sarah said firmly, “but Zachary, I won’t give up.” Whether it was the photo from last time or the bracelet now, Sarah’s doubts about her own memory. If Zachary wouldn’t explain, and Melvin wasn’t a viable option, her only lead left was Mia. She sought out Mia once again. When she showed the bracelet to Mia, the other girl seemed just as puzzled. “Sarah, could the store clerk have made a mistake?” Mia suggested. “After all, you only heard the last name. According to their policy, the client’s full identity is confidential. How could they casually reveal that kind of information?” Sarah nodded. What Mia said wasn’t unreasonable—she’d considered it too. But lately, too many strange things had been happe
"Coward! Why wouldn't you answer my questions from last time?"Scarlett's eyes reddened. She'd been uncomfortable ever since that night, trying to figure out Steven's true feelings but getting nowhere.Lost in thought, she'd wandered into St. Ritz."Scarlett, it's not that I didn't want to answer. I just didn't know how," Steven said dejectedly, placing a cup of water in front of her.Scarlett pressed on. "Why did you suddenly show up that night telling me to break up with him?"Steven's fingers trembled. "Because we've already... it means you're mine, and I'm yours.""So do you like me?"Steven looked up sharply, startled by her question, unsure how to respond.Scarlett shook her head. "I'll ask again - are you saying these things out of obligation, or because you actually like me?"Steven remained silent for a long while.Just as Scarlett was about to give up, he finally spoke."Scarlett, don't go. I'm not sure if what I'm feeling counts as love, but when I can't see you,
She swallowed the entire bottle of pills—nearly twenty in total. Foam bubbled at the corners of her mouth as her consciousness began to blur. The sharp, stabbing pain coursing through her body hit her like a storm, tearing at her senses. Her lips quivered as she muttered faintly, “It hurts… so much…”The unbearable pain dragged on, gnawing at her body like claws. Her vision swirled into a haze as the minutes crawled by, every moment a thread pulling the life from her. Her blood seemed to freeze in her veins, her body burning yet icy cold. She didn’t know what to do. For the first time in her life, she was utterly lost.She sat motionless on the bed, her body growing colder as time slipped away. Outside, the night sky gleamed with stars. The headache that gripped her was unbearable, a pressure she couldn’t put into words. The next time she opened her eyes, she was in a hospital room.When Lucy slowly woke, her throat was parched and her body felt drained, weak beyond measure. She
This was the first time Lucy had shown such determination. “I believe Sarah will uncover the truth soon. She’s already tracked down Michael Luther. It’s only a matter of time before the truth comes out. Then what will you do to protect Charlotte?”Mrs. Chancer’s expression turned colder. “You don’t need to worry about anything else. Once you’re discharged, you’ll confess. That’s what you need to do.”“I won’t! Never!” Lucy’s voice was hoarse and weak. After saying so much in one go, she didn’t have the strength to say more.She couldn’t believe that her mother was forcing her like this—forcing her to confess to a crime she didn’t commit.“Lucy, this is not up for debate,” Mrs. Chancer said firmly. “Your brother and I have already made up our minds. Even if you’re sentenced, we’ll do whatever it takes to get you out.”Lucy let out a bitter laugh. “Mom, you’ll stop at nothing to protect Charlotte, won’t you?”“Say what you will, but this matter is settled,” Mrs. Chancer replied wit
“No!” Lucy cut her off abruptly. “The way someone expresses love may change, but their eyes never lie.”She leaned back against the pillow, her face pale but resolute. “Mom, I won’t take the fall for her. You can give up on that idea.”“You… you’re just so unreasonable!” Mrs. Chancer snapped, grabbing her bag and storming out in anger.Lucy watched her mother’s retreating figure with a deep sorrow in her eyes. Her mother didn’t hesitate, not even a glance back. She left with such finality that Lucy felt a chill settle in her chest. She was exhausted, but for the first time, her anger wasn’t directed at Sarah.Closing her eyes, she let the bitterness wash over her. Her mother had changed. Her brother had changed. Everyone had changed.“What? A suicide attempt?” Sarah’s eyes widened in disbelief upon hearing the news about Lucy. It was almost impossible to imagine someone as cautious and calculating as Lucy trying to end her life.Melvin spoke with his usual calm demeanor. “She was
At the front desk, Sarah watched seven or eight people standing in line, all holding identical discount vouchers. This was likely a company team-building activity.She listened to their chatty discussions, which included some crude language as they made no effort to hide their rough backgrounds."This place is so luxurious! The company really splurged to send us somewhere this fancy. I've never stayed in such a nice hotel in my life.""Me neither, but let's not forget why we're actually here and pretend we're just on vacation!""Oh, come on, who's going to forget?"Sarah's ears perked up. These people's conversation seemed suspicious, almost as if they wanted others to notice them.After about fifteen minutes, when everyone ahead had finally checked in, Sarah presented her VIP custom invitation and completed her member registration. She lay on the spacious bed in a room with floor-to-ceiling windows that offered views of the beach and ocean.It was noon, and sunlight spilled onto
"Mr. Sanders, I believe I was very clear in my email. With the current uncertain situation, cooperating with me is the most rational choice," Zachary said seriously.Melvin burst out laughing. "I might have believed you if you'd said this a few years ago, but times have changed. Zachary, do you remember what you promised me before? Have you kept any of those promises? Neither three years ago nor now have you delivered."When Melvin mentioned three years ago, Zachary's eyes filled with gravity and shame. No one understood better than they did what had happened—that horrific scene was too painful to even think about.He moved his lips. "People can't always live in the past."Even he couldn't believe his own words.Melvin said with self-mockery, "Listen to yourself. How absurd that sounds. People indeed can't live in the past forever, but Sarah has been trapped in that darkness for three years. Do you dare to face it? To uncover it?"After being wounded, a bleeding injury slowly form
Vivian exhaled deeply and said anxiously, "Grandfather, what happened last time upset Zachary, and he won't see me now. But I'll handle it properly."Old Mr. Wilson gave Vivian a meaningful look. "Good. I certainly trust your abilities."After seeing Old Mr. Wilson into his car, Vivian returned to her office and made a mysterious phone call, giving some instructions.After hanging up, her face broke into a satisfied smile, as if she was already enjoying the sweet taste of victory.At the Sanders Group."Smack." Sarah hit Melvin hard on the head.Melvin winced in pain. "Are you doing this on purpose? Taking personal revenge? I haven't even bothered you lately."Sarah shrugged, looking innocent. "Didn't you say your right eyelid keeps twitching? The left means money coming, the right means trouble. I'm just using an old folk remedy to ward off the bad luck."Melvin couldn't help rolling his eyes. "I don't know if the bad luck is gone, but I almost got a concussion from your 'remed
"Don't any of you have something to say?" Old Mr. Wilson sat in the chairman's exclusive seat, leaning back with an expressionless face as he surveyed the room.Some shareholders had come just out of respect for Old Mr. Wilson. They exchanged glances for a moment before Mr. Jefferson finally broke the silence, "What if we lower our prices or add more package deals?"As soon as he finished speaking, several members of the company's management team eagerly agreed. "Mr. Jefferson makes a good point."Old Mr. Wilson twirled the dragon-headed cane in his right hand, his expression revealing neither approval nor disapproval.Vivian, who had remained silent since the start of the meeting, finally spoke up, "I don't think that's appropriate."She looked at everyone present, her tone serious, "First, the Sanders Group's revenue has already exceeded the projected line by over a billion. If we lower our prices, even if we attract more customers, the overall result will be the same."By this
Vivian never expected that despite her orders to keep the detained shipment a secret, the board of directors would somehow catch wind of it.As soon as the meeting began, the middle-aged man sitting in the first seat on the right frowned and questioned her, "Ms. Wilson, are you hiding something from us?"Mr. Jefferson had the largest shareholding in the Wilson Group after Vivian and her grandfather. Compared to others, his words carried more authority.Naturally, Vivian had to show him some respect, given that she was the younger generation."Mr. Jefferson, by seniority, I should call you Uncle. You've watched me grow up. Do you think I would hide anything from you?" Vivian decided to play dumb first. She was certain these people had only heard rumors and hadn't yet gathered evidence.This was indeed the case. Mr. Jefferson narrowed his eyes, his expression unchanged, speaking in a tone that was half-joking, half-threatening, "Ms. Wilson, please don't say that. When it comes to bus
Charlotte ignored her, still peering behind the caretaker.The caretaker patted her chest and smiled as she approached. "Are you looking for Mr. Chancer? He went back to work. He asked me to take care of you. I thought you might wake up soon, so I went out to buy some nutritious soup for you.""You're saying he left? He left before I even woke up?" Charlotte struggled to open her dry lips, her voice raspier than ever before.Hearing this, the caretaker quickly set down the thermos and handed her the cup of tea from the table. "Please drink some water to soothe your throat, but don't drink too much. You've just given birth, so try to stay in bed and rest as much as possible."Charlotte found the water being offered to her ironically bitter.She had endured excruciating pain to give birth to James's child, yet he couldn't even spare a simple "thank you" for her efforts. Was this the marriage she had schemed so hard to get?Did she regret it? If someone asked, she might answer yes, b
"Answer me. Do you most hope it's heads or tails?" Sarah's voice carried an undeniable authority.The woman finally spoke. "Tails."Before Sarah's hand moved, the woman hurriedly corrected herself, "No, no, no—heads."Her indecisiveness reminded Sarah of her former self. Choosing between reason and emotion was often the hardest decision. It had once taken her several days to make up her mind.Sarah opened her palm. The woman's eyes widened, staring as if trying to burn a hole through Sarah's hand. But quickly, she discovered that Sarah's palm was completely empty. There was no coin at all.No heads or tails—there wasn't even a coin to begin with.Seeing the woman's confused expression, Sarah smiled and said, "In the moment I opened my hand, your heart already had the answer. I can't tell you how to solve your problem, nor can I make the decision for you. But you should know that you only have one life, while love can be found more than once. The fact that you're troubled by this s
This single subtle gesture revealed her inner feelings. Without needing to look further, Sarah immediately understood. Through the monitor, she could see that the photograph was a selfie of a man.Beyond heartbreak, she couldn't think of any other explanation.The emotion release room had been open for nearly a week. During this time, she had observed many clients. Those who came to release their emotions fell into several categories: heartbreak, work conflicts, friendship issues, personal disputes, or being stuck at a crossroads in life, unable to make the right choice.They came here to vent their emotions, and often only after destroying everything could they finally see what they truly wanted in their hearts.This was Sarah's original purpose in creating the emotion release room. But more importantly, this wasn't just a simple place to vent emotions—it offered clients more valuable services, such as guidance from top psychological counselors to help them quickly resolve their tr
"Enough. I've heard too many words like these. It's all for my own good, it's all to protect me—using these noble-sounding excuses to make me believe him, to understand him. Well then, why don't you who want me to believe him try to convince him to believe in me? Are you all underestimating me, or overestimating Vivian? I don't want to hear this kind of talk anymore. Everything he suffered today was his own choice."In this moment, Sarah's coldness fully erupted. She was no longer indifferent or dismissive, because she simply couldn't ignore the pain in her heart.Mia hadn't expected Sarah to say such things today. She held Sarah's hand sympathetically. "Sarah, I'm sorry. It's because I wasn't thinking. I shouldn't have said those things that upset you."When emotions reach their breaking point, they tend to explode, but often calm down shortly after the outburst.Sarah had regained her composure. She shook her head with a bitter smile. "This isn't your fault. Since the doctor is he