LOGINJulian collapsed onto the bed.Even as the medical team swarmed him, his gaze—scorching and predatory—stayed pinned to Sarah. It was a look that promised to tear her apart and consume her. Sarah felt a deep flush creep up her neck; she couldn't meet his eyes.Finally, a doctor administered an intravenous sedative. As Julian’s breathing leveled out and the violent tension left his frame, Sarah retreated from the room, her heart hammering against her ribs.The moment she was back in her own suite, she dialed Nathaniel Vance.The phone picked up instantly, and Nathaniel’s voice was frantic. "Why are you calling now? Where is Julian?"Nathaniel knew exactly what a phone call at this hour implied: his plan had failed."It really was you," Sarah whispered. Disappointment was too weak a word for the void opening in her chest. She exploded. "Nathaniel Vance, have you lost your mind? Do you have any idea what you've done?"Nathaniel, still delusional, tried to plead. "Sarah, you have to help m
"Julian, let me toast to your success," Nathaniel Vance said, raising his glass with a fawning smile.Julian Thorne’s lips curled into a polite, dangerous smile. "On the contrary, Uncle Nathaniel, it is I who should toast to you. After all, I owe so much to your—and Sarah’s—care all those years ago."His gaze flickered over Sarah, dark and unreadable, before he drained his glass.Sarah took a cautious sip of her wine, her instincts screaming that something was wrong. Throughout the meal, Nathaniel and his wife, Lydia, relentlessly pressed Julian to drink. Julian, seemingly unable to refuse the "hospitality" of his former guardians, obliged them repeatedly.Finally, Sarah couldn't stomach the display any longer. "Dad, I’m finished. I’m taking Maddy back to the hotel now."As she stood up, Nathaniel turned to Julian. "Julian, where are you staying?""Starlight Heights," Julian replied, his voice slightly raspier than before.Nathaniel beamed. "Perfect! Sarah is staying at the hotel righ
Sarah picked up the silver frame, tracing the silhouette of the elegant woman in the photo. She looked at Maddy with a soft, bittersweet smile. "That’s right. This was your grandmother. She brought me into this world, and then I brought you.""Mommy, tell me stories about when you were little!" Maddy chirped, her eyes wide with curiosity."Alright..."Sarah sat on the edge of the bed, weaving tales of her childhood spent in this very room—before the air in the house grew cold and the furniture was replaced by things that didn't belong to her. After about an hour, the soft rise and fall of Maddy’s chest told her the little girl had drifted off.A sharp knock at the door cut through the quiet. "Miss, the guest has arrived," a maid whispered through the wood. "The Master is asking you to come down.""I'll be right there."Sarah tucked the duvet around Maddy and stood up. Outside the window, the indigo curtain of night had begun to fall over Haicheng.The Return of the BeastAs Sarah desc
Sarah laughed, leaning back in her chair. "It’s a pity you’re likely still in university, Evan Thorne. Otherwise, I’d hire you as a full-time nanny for Maddy. Then again, with your skills in the 'Hacker Empire,' I probably couldn't afford your hourly rate."Evan blinked playfully, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Well, if we were to become family, I’d watch her for you every day. And I’d do it for free."Sarah took it as a joke, a typical bit of charm from a confident young man. She shook her head with a smile. "I’m afraid we don't have that kind of fate, Evan."However, Evan offered a cryptic, knowing smile. "You never know."He stood up, handing Maddy back to Sarah. He reached out and ruffled the little girl’s hair with genuine affection. "I have to head out. I'll come see you both again when I have time."Maddy’s bottom lip pouted instantly. She was clearly devastated to see her new "favorite person" leave.Sarah waved goodbye, but after taking a few steps, Evan turned back one la
Evan Thorne looked at Maddy, who was resting her chin on her hands and staring at him with unblinking adoration. He flashed a devastatingly charming smile. "Little beauty, do you want a hug from your big brother?"Maddy looked at Sarah with excitement. "Mommy, can I?"Sarah couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and exasperation. Her daughter’s "pretty privilege" radar was fully functional; Maddy had always been a sucker for a handsome face. Whenever Liam Vance used to visit, Maddy would abandon everyone else just to cling to him because he was the most attractive man in the Vance circle. Arthur Vance had spent years being jealous of his own brother’s popularity with his daughter.Sarah smiled. "Of course."Although she had only just met Evan, this vibrant, handsome young man radiated a warmth that made it impossible for her to feel defensive.Evan pulled Maddy into the chair beside him and opened the menu. "You pick, little beauty. Whatever you order, I’ll eat.""Really? Then I wa
Beyond the jewelry boutiques, the four friends also owned a high-end shooting range. It was a massive facility with diverse tactical projects, but because it had been born out of personal interest rather than profit-seeking, it had been poorly managed. It barely stayed afloat, a hobbyist's sanctuary rather than a business.Now, with her divorce finalized, Sarah had nothing but time. She decided to pour her strategic brilliance into Nightingale Jewelry and the shooting range. For the moment, she kept Maddy out of school to shield her from the gossip, bringing the little girl along as she worked. For a woman of Sarah’s caliber, managing a few boutiques was light work; it left her plenty of time to be the mother Maddy needed.At lunch, Sarah met with Chloe Bishop and Lulu to pitch a new strategy. "I want Aria to design a signature line specifically for the two of you to wear during the National Grand Prix," Sarah explained, her eyes sharp.If Chloe and Lulu could secure top rankings and
When Chloe stepped into the room, she was paralyzed by the sheer carnage.Every piece of furniture that could be overturned was flipped. Anything that could be smashed lay in a million jagged pieces. Quilts, bedsheets, and designer clothes were strewn across the floor like a landfill.Beyond that,
When the car pulled away from the Bishop estate, Mrs. Bishop was inconsolable.Chloe’s eyes were rimmed with red. There was an old saying: A married daughter is like splashed water. From this day forward, she was a guest in her own childhood home, a woman belonging to another family. She wouldn't b
A voice as cold as a mountain spring vibrated from above.Marcus, teeth gritted in agony, forced himself up. His body swayed precariously before he threw himself over the balcony railing. The moment he hit the ground, a spray of dark blood erupted from his mouth, staining the garden stone.Chloe st
The man let out a guttural shriek, the iron pipe clattering to the marble floor as he clawed at his bleeding eye.The eye is the ultimate equalizer; once struck, the body’s balance and aggression evaporate instantly.A rapid-fire succession of cracks echoed from the balcony. Chloe’s draw was lightn







