Se connecterI climbed to the rooftop in one breath without stopping.
The soil was ready, but there were no vegetable trays or flowerpots. I nailed the remaining wooden boards into long rectangular boxes and placed them on the wooden rack. Then I poured in the soil, planted the seedlings, and watered them. I repeated the process—once a bucket of mud was used up, I went to dig more.
Two hours later, I finally finished planting all the vegetable seedlings and flowers. More than half of t
At that moment, I heard the director’s voice in my earpiece. He was in the control room, patched into both Kane’s and my headsets.“What’s going on over there with you and Kane? Mia? Did you forget you’re live right now? The internet has completely exploded!”“Hurry up and deal with it, or you’re going to be completely finished!”The director was even more anxious than I was.I took off my earpiece, unhurriedly bent down, and moved closer to the woman. She panicked and kept backing away, while some people around us had already stepped forward to “act righteously.”“What’s wrong with you? Are you trying to kill someone in front of everyone?”A burly Alpha from the crowd rushed over, trying to stop me.Kane took two steps forward and blocked him, a warning pressure radiating from his body. Behind the mask, his deep eyes stared coldly at the man.T
The three of us entered the shop. When the owner saw that a TV program was giving him free publicity, he immediately greeted us enthusiastically.“Three beautiful ladies, looking for books? What kind do you like? I’ve got everything here!”Goselle waved her hand. “We’ll just browse on our own first.”“Alright!”I took a slow walk around the shop, my nose twitching slightly. Besides the fresh ink smell of picture books, the air was also filled with the scent of paper from all kinds of novels, classic literature, and manga.—A werewolf’s keen sense of smell can clearly distinguish how long books have been stored, whether they’re new or old.I had to admit, although this shop looked no more than ten square meters, the selection was surprisingly complete. It even had a few rare illustrated folklore books. Clearly, the owner was a true book lover.I didn’t really know
The director continued, “Goselle—livestreamed snack sales. A total of 780 packs sold. She personally consumed 12 packs. After deducting loss compensation, taxes, and platform fees, her wages come to $1,020.”Goselle took the money and couldn’t help joking, “Director, why don’t you do livestream sales this time too?”The director snorted. “In your dreams. You’re going to suffer this time!”Goselle’s expression collapsed. “So what exactly is the part-time job this time?”The director teased them. “I’ll tell you tomorrow.”“So annoying!”The director went on, “Jevon and May—assistant guests. Livestreamed diaper sales. A total of 100 packs sold. During product demonstrations, one pack was damaged. After deducting loss compensation, taxes, and platform fees, their wages come to $2,000.”Everyone looked at Jevon in s
Justus’s POV:The moment I saw the comments flooding the livestream, my face darkened.Amid the dense wall of abuse on the screen, someone was actually telling Mia to die along with her whole family.Her whole family—that meant us.Even though I’d never been fond of her, there was no way I’d tolerate outsiders slandering someone connected to the Pack like that.Should I notify Jevon’s studio to deal with those trolls?But then another thought surfaced—why should we? On what grounds were we supposed to clean up Mia’s mess?While I was still hesitating, those foul-mouthed haters suddenly began posting public apologies on social media, each one humbler than the last, begging Mia for forgiveness. Rumor had it they’d all received lawyer’s letters.Watching how fast and efficiently it was handled, I couldn’t help but snort. It only reinforced my belief that Leorenz was Mia&r
But with a “track record” like hers—years of tax evasion—prison time was inevitable.The word prison finally broke May. Her legs went weak, and she collapsed to her knees.“Mia… I’m sorry. Please, I’m begging you—don’t call the police. Don’t report me.”The twist came so suddenly that no one had time to react. Some of the staff had already begun whispering among themselves. The guests and the director, however, remained relatively composed—anyone who’d survived in the entertainment industry had heard at least a few ugly rumors before.Compared to May’s apology, I was far more interested in what was inside that document folder.I held out my hand. The lawyer immediately passed it to me with utmost respect.I opened it—and froze.Inside were bed photos. Explicit ones. Completely naked.Even as still images, they were far more graphic
I raised my hand and clamped May’s chin, lifting it to inspect her face closely. One glance was enough to tell—it was a fresh injury, no more than half an hour old at most. Before May could react and struggle, I released her.Wane handed me a handkerchief. “Dirty.”I took it and wiped my hand, my tone dripping with mockery.“I must be amazing. So much time has passed, yet the slap mark is still this fresh—like it was just done.”A guilty look flashed across May’s face, but she still replied with forced confidence,“That’s because you hit me too hard. And after I applied medicine, I had an allergic reaction, so it stayed red and swollen.”Seeing where this was heading, the director panicked. Afraid we’d cause a scene on his show, he hurriedly ordered the staff to shut down all the cameras.【??? Don’t turn it off! I want to see how Mia talks her way out of thi
The next morning, because we played so late last night, the director was unusually merciful and didn’t wake us until eight.Still half‑asleep, I climbed onto the bus.The moment I sat down, the director stood up holding a cardboard box.“Today’s group job is food and beverage service at a hotel,” h
Immediately after that, my phone kept chiming nonstop.“Ding—$10,000,000 has been deposited…”“Ding—$100,000 has been deposited…”“Ding—$100,000 has been deposited…”Zeros flooded the screen like a tidal wave, almost hurting my eyes.Everyone around me looked frozen.Someone’s mouth hung open.Some
“Alright, keep going!” Goselle saw the mood turning wrong and hurriedly shuffled the cards, laughing as he dealt again.This round, the King landed in Yvonne’s hand. Her eyes rolled and she wisely didn't provoke me or the Jevon siblings.She just smiled and said,“Goselle, make an ugly face for us.
I hurried to soothe Grandma Pritcher. “It’s okay. I really don’t mind.”Then she asked, “I heard you found work? Quilting for Ann?”“Yeah,” I said.“That’s good. Moon Goddess blesses you. You can finally settle down. It’s my granddaughter who doesn’t have that kind of luck.”When she sighed, the wr







