I hesitated. Mary quickly added, "Miss White, if you’d rather not see him, that’s perfectly fine. Since his last name is Moore, he’s probably from that same family." Her expression was full of disdain. "They’re no good. You don’t need to have anything to do with them. Don’t worry, security won’t let them cause trouble." She wasn’t wrong. Ever since Julian had forced his way in last time and stirred up such a scene, the building’s security had tightened their visitor policy considerably. After a moment of thought, I said, "It’s alright, Mary. I’ll handle it." After breakfast, I called Pierse. He picked up almost immediately. "Eve! You finally called me!" I got straight to the point. "What did you need?" He hesitated. "It’s about what I mentioned before—about you meeting my great-grandfather." I did vaguely recall him bringing that up. But I couldn’t remember anyone in the Moore family being referred to as his great-grandfather. And considering I was about to go t
I scrolled through my phone, looking at photo after photo of Chloe in those polished interview features. I had to admit it that I felt a pang of jealousy. Even when I no longer loved Julian, watching my so-called husband publicly shower another woman with attention was still hard to stomach. I shut off my phone, feeling disgusted, and made sure to delete every page I’d viewed. Just then, my phone rang.It was James’s calling. "Miss White, I looked into it. Richard Moore is one of the founding shareholders of Moore Group. He’s apparently a distant relative of the family and had invested in Julian’s father’s company early on." It was just as I thought. No wonder he was stepping in now that Julian and I were getting divorced. James continued, "Richard has considerable influence. He made his fortune early, later moved to the UK, and has been investing abroad since. He rarely returns to the country." That only made me more curious. "Then why insist on meeting me now?" The
To be honest, I wasn’t surprised Pierse had gotten into a fight. What did surprise me was that, at his age, neither his mother, Abby, nor Julian seemed to be doing anything about it. There wasn’t time to dwell on that. I arrived at the school and was quickly escorted by security to the disciplinary office. As soon as the door opened, I saw him. Pierse sat in the back of the room, his face bruised and dark with frustration. "Pierse?" I called softly. He looked up, shocked to see me, and stood up abruptly. "Eve? What are you doing here?" Then immediately groaned, "I forgot to turn off my phone." I rushed over and examined his injuries. There were two gashes on his cheek, and the corner of his mouth was badly swollen and bruised. Feeling my heart aching, I pulled out a tissue to dab at the dried blood. "What happened? Your face is a mess." Pierse winced and pulled away. "I’m really fine. You shouldn’t have come. Go home, I’m okay." Before I could say more, his home
I walked over to the corner of the office and found the first aid kit. Then I sat down beside Pierse and quietly began disinfecting the cuts on his face before placing a few band-aids over the worst of them. He didn’t flinch or fight me off.He just sat there and let me patch him up. Seeing that he was still simmering with anger, I poured him a glass of water. "Here. Drink this," I said gently. "And tell me what happened." It took a while before he finally spoke. It turned out that he and the other kid he fought with had never been on good terms. Pierse was good-looking, constantly skipping class to play basketball, and had that kind of bad-boy energy that made half the girls in school swoon. The other boy had a crush on a popular girl from another class, only to find out, after a lot of effort, that she actually liked Pierse. And so, that was how the fight broke out.I sighed. "So, you got into a fight over a girl you don’t even like, just because her admirer couldn’t h
After a long while, Pierse finally stopped crying. I quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe his face, then cleaned up his wounds.I disinfected them, reapplied the ointment, and pressed on fresh band-aids.Once he calmed down, he looked a little embarrassed. "Eve, what should I do about all this?" I thought for a moment. "There’s really no option besides apologizing and paying for the damages.”He turned his head away. "I’m not apologizing." I stayed calm, just like I always did with him. "Alright. Then I’ll apologize for you. Hopefully the other party is understanding. If not, we might have to involve your mom and your brother. And if that happens, I won’t be able to protect you." His brows drew together. "I don’t want them to know." I sighed. "Then our only option is to talk to your teacher and ask for leniency. I’ll do my best." I stood to go find the teacher. Behind me, Pierse asked in a low voice, "Does it really have to be an apology?" I nodded. "It might help cool thin
I stared at the teacher, shocked. "He already has a strike on his record? Since when?" The teacher glanced at Julian. "You didn’t know? That’s strange. Your family should’ve been notified. His mother came in last time…" Julian’s expression darkened. "No. My mother doesn’t know. It must’ve been..." Realization hit me like a slap. Pierse must’ve paid someone else to show up and pose as his guardian to cover for him. That little troublemaker. I didn’t care that Julian was standing right there.I turned to the teacher. "Let me talk to him again. In the meantime, could you please speak with the student’s parents? Let them know we’re willing to cover all the medical expenses and any other losses." Before the teacher could answer, Julian suddenly cut in, frowning. "Who said you get to make that decision for him?" I froze, taken aback. After a beat, I bit back my frustration. "Are you saying I’m overstepping, Mr. Moore?" Julian stared at me. "You’re his sister-in-law. It’s n
I pretended not to care. "He was just a kid who didn’t know any better. Now that he understands, I don’t mind treating him like my brother again."Julian looked moved.He took a step forward. "Eve, you’ve changed. You’re more understanding now, more mature."I took a step back in disgust. "Mr. Moore, if you have something to say, say it. Don’t come any closer."The light in Julian’s eyes dimmed slightly at my words. "Eve, I just wanted to explain what happened with Chloe and the baby...""Stop!" I covered my ears. "I don’t want to hear it."I glared at him, unable to hold back anymore. "Mr. Moore, don’t assume I’m so generous that I’ll accept any kind of garbage or that I care to hear about your filthy mess in detail, alright?"I’ve told you so many times. I don’t love you anymore. You mean nothing to me now. I want a divorce! I don’t want to know anything about you and Chloe!"Julian looked stunned by my outburst.He stared at me strangely. "Eve, you really don’t love me anymore? If y
With things spiraling the way they had, both of us were a little dazed.Once Pierse snapped out of it, he grinned and grabbed my hand. "Eve, from now on, I’m sticking with you."Sticking with me?I let out a helpless smile. "You’re not even eighteen. Your mom and brother are still around. It’s really not my place to take care of you."Pierse waved it off like it meant nothing. "They don’t care about me anyway. Whether I live or die, it’s all the same to them. So, I might as well stay with you."He seemed to have found a new sense of purpose, full of enthusiasm. "Eve, I can work. I’ll find a job and earn my own money. You don’t need to give me anything."I sighed. "Don’t talk nonsense. Just remember, you’re still a minor. Your mom or your brother can come take you away anytime."He didn’t seem the least bit concerned.Seeing that I couldn’t reason with him, I decided to take him for a meal first.A teenage boy really had big appetite.I brought Pierse to a restaurant and watched him dev
I let out a breath of relief. "Good. I guess I’ll stop taking baths from now on. Who knew something so relaxing could nearly kill me?"I tried to lighten the mood with a joke, but neither Miles nor Joseph smiled.Forcing a small grin, I added, "Just… don’t tell my brother, okay?"Miles gave a warm smile. "I won’t."Joseph glanced at him, then said, "I’ve checked everything—she’s fine. Just be careful not to catch a cold."Miles walked him out.When he returned to the room, I was already sitting up against the headboard, my expression uneasy.The mattress dipped slightly beside me as Miles sat down. He looked at me gently. "Eve, what’s wrong?"My voice was low. "Miles... I had a dream about Julian."Miles let out a quiet breath. "That’s normal. I was worried it might be something worse."I shook my head, a flicker of panic rising in my eyes. "But I’ve never dreamed about him since the memory loss. And this time… I saw the first time I met him."My hands trembled slightly. "I shouldn’t r
Warm water swirled gently around me, and the weight of exhaustion began to pull me under.Sleep crept in, soft and heavy....“Eve, come on! I heard the campus heartthrob’s here today!”I looked up, my vision blurry.Where was I?Dolly’s face appeared in front of me, lit with excitement. “Hurry! If we’re late, we won’t get a good view. The club’s short on people, so they brought in the heartthrob to help out. Come on, everyone’s rushing over.”I reached out and grabbed her arm. “No, I’m not going.”She gave me a puzzled look. “Why not? That’s Julian Moore! He’s literally the most popular guy on campus. He’s good looking and comes from a wealthy family.”Something caught in my throat. I wanted to speak but couldn’t get the words out.Dolly, getting impatient, tugged at my hand and started dragging me forward.There were people everywhere, too many to count.Eventually, we arrived at the small rehearsal theater.I looked around in confusion. There were crowds all around, but no one I re
But what did she say?Julian’s grip tightened around the charm, his fingers curling into it as pain filled his eyes...."Julian, I know there’s nothing I can do for you… Just keep this charm. They say the priest there is the real deal. You’re not supposed to throw it away once it’s been blessed.""Julian, I don’t care if you ever become rich or powerful. I just want you to be safe."That foolish woman had clutched the charm in her hands, smiling at him with such innocence and blind faith....The knot dug into his palm, sharp enough to hurt. Julian opened his hand, then closed it tightly around it again.Chloe, who had been rambling on, finally noticed something was off.She caught sight of the charm in his hand and scoffed. "What is that? It looks so tacky."She reached over, trying to take a closer look.Julian quickly slipped it into the inside pocket of his suit jacket.Chloe’s eyes narrowed. "Did she give you that?"He started the car, his voice flat. "No. I got it myself. Some p
Julian looked at me, confused.I took a deep breath. "Julian, stop. I know why you're apologizing. You're doing this for Chloe’s child, right? You just don’t want things to get ugly."He lowered his head, then gave a small nod. "Yes, that’s part of it... but I really…"I cut him off quickly. "Don’t. Goodbye, Mr. Moore."Without looking back, I turned and got into the car.Miles noticed something was off the moment he saw my face. "What did he say?"I steadied myself. "He wants to settle everything privately. He doesn’t want it to go to court."Miles glanced toward Julian’s lonely figure in the distance, his eyes flickering."You okay?" he asked.I shook my head. "I’m fine."He paused, then handed me a tissue. "If it hurts, just cry."I looked at him, my eyes dry. "I can’t cry. But why do I still feel so awful?"His gaze softened. "Julian's pulling all this to protect his pride because of Chloe’s child, isn’t he?"I drew in a shaky breath. "Yeah. He apologized, but in the end, it’s still
Julian's expression darkened as he stared at me. "Evelyn, I thought you said you loved me? And yet here you are with Miles already—what, were you two sneaking around while we were together?"Without thinking, I slapped him.He grabbed my wrist, sneering coldly. "Did I strike a nerve?"I laughed in anger. "I shouldn’t have let Miles in the car earlier. If I hadn’t, the one slapping you right now would’ve been him."Julian let go of my hand and said coolly, "Enough nonsense. Evelyn, dragging this to court would just be a spectacle. After five years of marriage, I don’t want things to end like this."Was he trying to reconcile?I forced down my fury and asked, "What do you have in mind?"Julian hesitated, his gaze complicated. "I’ll return everything that belongs to you... just give me some time."I was stunned.I hadn’t expected Julian, who always seemed so tough, to willingly give up fighting and hand over what I deserved.I went quiet. "Alright. How much time do you need?"Julian tugged
Julian blurted out, “What?!”Then, snapping out of his shock, his face twisted with fury. “Miles Wynn, what the hell do you mean by that?!”Miles smiled, calm and unbothered. “Nothing more than the truth.”Julian’s voice rose, livid. “Truth? This is nothing but one of your dirty tricks!”Miles raised a brow, pretending to be confused. “Dirty? Hmm. I’d actually call it a fresh idea.”Julian’s already dark expression grew stormier.Chloe stood beside him, jaw clenched, eyes locked on us with thinly veiled rage. Suddenly, she cut in sharply, “But wasn’t it Miss White who transferred the 1.2 million to Elmwood?”Dolly stepped forward without missing a beat. “That money was loaned to Eve by me. Got a problem with that?”That shut them both up.I felt a wave of satisfaction rise in my chest. But I also knew Julian wasn’t going to let this slide so easily.Sure enough, he turned to me, eyes cold. “Eve, this is going to court anyway. You can spin the story however you want. We’ll see what the
The moment I saw that elegant, refined face, so striking it felt almost divine, every bit of the frustration I’d buried surged to the surface.Without a second thought, I rushed into his arms. “Miles!”Warmth enveloped me, and the familiar clean scent of pine wrapped around my senses. My eyes stung instantly.Miles lowered his head, chuckling softly. “What’s wrong? You look like a little bunny with those red eyes.”Feeling embarrassed, I gave his chest a light smack. “Why are you here?”He studied my face carefully, then gently brushed his fingers across my cheek. “I heard someone was picking on my darling, so I came running.”That warmth spread through my chest, overflowing, making it hard to hold back tears.He leaned down, his voice low in my ear. “Don’t cry, silly girl.”Then he straightened and looked around the room.His gaze passed over Sarah and Dolly, finally landing on Julian.Julian instinctively straightened his back.He stepped forward, voice laced with sarcasm. “What brin
I turned to Sarah with an apologetic expression. “I’m sorry, Miss Care. It seems I’m not in a position to work with your company until I sort out my personal matters.”Sarah shook her head regretfully. “Please don’t apologize. Our company is moving forward with expansion this year. We’ve already allocated the available investment slots. If you decide not to invest… we’ll have to open the opportunity to others.”She gave me a sympathetic look. “I’m sorry, Miss White. But once this window closes, there will be no further opportunity.”I offered a bitter smile and nodded. “I understand.”Dolly was so angry, she could barely hold back a choked sob. “That shameless bastard… absolutely shameless!”I squeezed her hand, silently telling her it was time to go.Julian stepped in front of us, blocking the way. His expression was conflicted, and when he spoke, his voice was softer than I’d ever heard it.“Eve, maybe we can talk this through.”“Julian, you… you’re still not done?” Chloe’s voice r
The moment I heard those words, a rush of blood surged to my head.My ears rang, and that all-too-familiar wave of dizziness came crashing back.I barely registered Dolly's voice rising in fury. “Julian Moore, do you have no shame? You really dare say that was marital property?! Eve paid for it herself! You… you're absolutely disgusting!”I could barely stay on my feet, the world tilting around me.“Dolly… I…” I whispered weakly.She quickly caught me and helped me sit down.I took a few deep breaths to steady myself, then looked up at Julian. And for a split second, though maybe it was the dizziness playing tricks on me, I thought I saw a flicker of concern flash through his eyes.Sarah noticed something was off and immediately stepped in. “Miss White, don’t worry. We can take this slowly.”I fought to calm my pounding heart and spoke, voice steady but cold. “What exactly is it that you want, Mr. Moore?”Julian hesitated for a moment, but soon the polished businessman returned to his