The elevator doors slid open, and the two of them stepped inside. Seven or eight more people squeezed in behind them, packing the space to the brim.Jessica and Adriana stood shoulder to shoulder, and Jessica, glancing sideways, couldn’t help but notice that her shoulders were a few centimeters narrower than Adriana’s. The realization left her quietly annoyed.Aidan had recently been strutting around the law firm like a peacock in full display, beaming every day as if he couldn’t help but burst into song. “Lawyer Clarke is here! Everyone, give her a round of applause!”The staff clapped along, their faces full of obligatory congratulations, and the office filled with a manufactured sense of cheer.Adriana laughed awkwardly. “It’s just a small lawsuit. Director Aidan is exaggerating.”Jessica, back at her workstation, couldn’t resist a jab. “A case involving Grand Empire, and you’re still calling it a small lawsuit? Lawyer Clarke is the definition of Versailles modesty.”Mona, ever the
Laying down the gauntlet and sending out an attack, Adriana decided it was time to have a proper fight with Ray.Whenever he had an issue with her, he always took it out on her friends and never played fair.Ray, however, had other plans. As he hung up the phone, a sly smile spread across his face, his confidence ignited like a rooster ready for a duel.He had the nerve to call his bluff in a bar, but he didn’t seem to realize how much he’d aged—or how out of touch he’d become.Ray contacted the bar ahead of time, instructing the manager to clear the venue. "Something big is going down tonight," he said, "so get rid of the idle crowd."Later, he barked at his executives in the office, “You can’t even handle such a small matter. Go home and farm for all I care—I don’t need you here. Get lost!”By seven o’clock, Adriana and Snow arrived at the bar.Snow was dressed in punk style—noble, cold, and valiant. With her long legs, small waist, and a pair of sunglasses perched on her face, she
Adriana looked at Nora, her mind flashing back to that her battle with Ray in tent atop the mountain. The memory made her stomach churn. “The money may not be much, but whether or not Ray has the ability to take it—that’s another story.”Ray’s interest was clearly piqued. “Are you challenging me to a bet?”Adriana patted the stack of bills confidently. “That’s right. I’ll use this as my chips—twenty thousand per round. If you win, I’ll do whatever you want. But if you lose, the role goes to Snow.”Ray ran a finger through his hair, visibly on edge. He’d been caught off guard by Adriana before, so this time, he tread carefully. “And what exactly are we playing?”Adriana pulled out a deck of cards and tossed them onto the table. “It’s simple—three cards per person. Whoever has the higher hand wins.”Her calm posture and sharp tone completely stunned Snow.Shit! My friend is a total badass! Snow thought, barely containing her excitement.Ray unwrapped the cards and shuffled them, his mov
“Playing at your level isn’t a small trick. Come on, you first.”Ray shuffled the cards with lightning speed, cutting them in a dazzling display that completely disrupted Adriana’s prearranged setup. At that moment, she really didn’t know where to begin. With no choice, she left it to luck, picked a card at random, and placed it face down.Ray smiled, drew a card, and flipped it open immediately—a King of Hearts.Snow felt the tension radiating from Adriana and quickly realized the situation was dire. Glancing at the cards on the table, her uneasiness deepened.She whispered, “Hehe, how about we find an excuse to retreat? I’m pretty good at faking illnesses. What do you think? A heart attack?”If it were any other occasion, Adriana would’ve laughed, but not today. “He wouldn’t care, even if you pretended to be on your deathbed. Don’t panic. We’re not at the last step yet.”Snow clenched her fists, her thoughts racing. Wait, should I fake an asthma attack instead? And claim I forgot my
Adriana secretly thanked God in her heart, thinking, ‘God has treated me well.’“Ray is bullying me! He’s asking me to play cards with him! Tell me, how can I possibly match his skills?”As she spoke, Adriana pulled Snow closer and introduced her. “This is my best friend, Snow, an excellent young actress. Isn’t she pretty?”To Anaya, Adriana was the most beautiful woman in the world, and no other woman could compare. But since Snow was Adriana’s friend, Anaya nodded politely and said, “Sister Snow, hello!”Snow hadn’t expected to find such an untainted and adorable girl like Anaya in a family like the Walkers. Smiling warmly, she replied, “Hello! You’re so cute, beautiful, and witty.”Anaya, long accustomed to receiving praise, returned a polite smile.Adriana explained, “Your Sister Snow has a role that Ray wants to give to someone else. This isn’t just about cards—it’s a fight for the role. If I lose, the role will go to someone else.”The “someone else” was, of course, the woman si
Snow said, “Mr. Walker, you’re standing at the top of the pyramid and can have any woman you want. So, can you please let Adriana go?”She had witnessed Adriana’s tears far too often and didn’t want her friend to get entangled with Calvin again. If Calvin had even a shred of decency, he wouldn’t put obstacles in her career.Without his favor, even if Adriana sacrificed herself as bait, she would only end up being kicked out, with nothing to show for her pain and sacrifice.Calvin listened calmly to Snow’s words and replied, “Miss Snow, is there anything else?”Snow was stunned. He didn’t hear a single word I said?“Mr. Walker…” she began, but Calvin interrupted her.“You’re already struggling to protect yourself and still need Adriana to step in to seek justice for you. What right do you have to reason with me?”Realizing her soft approach wasn’t working, Snow’s frustration boiled over. She snapped, “I may not have anything, but as long as Adriana needs it, I’ll fight you to the death
Ordinary life is quite good!Calvin scoffed in disdain. “If it were really as good as you say, the divorce rate in the U.S. wouldn’t be climbing year after year. The ignorant romance of youth always comes with a hefty bill to pay when reality sets in.”Adriana raised her voice. “You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?”Calvin said, “Since Lawyer Clarke was so generous with free legal advice, I’ll return the favor with some insight into the warmth and coldness of human nature.”Adriana decided to stop talking.The car was heading toward Green Wick Complex, and they were approaching the next intersection.Just then, Adriana’s phone rang. It was Mark.She instinctively glanced at Calvin. He didn’t look at her, his expression cold and unbothered, as if he’d made up his mind to ignore her.Fine by me, she thought.She answered the call. “Lawyer Wilson?”Mark’s voice came through, polite as ever. “Did I disturb you?”From the moment Mark had mistakenly referred to her as his girlfriend in
When Calvin heard the woman shouting, his brows furrowed instantly, and a dark, oppressive aura followed. His voice was cold and icy as he asked, "What are you shouting about?"He disliked disturbances.The woman was immediately subdued by his presence. She no longer dared to yell and instead looked over timidly. "You… you bumped into me, and you still…"She wanted to curse at him, but when she saw his cold expression, she didn’t dare to say another word.She couldn’t quite describe her emotions, but faced with his intimidating presence, she chose to restrain herself. In the end, she turned toward Adriana, who seemed more approachable. "You guys hit me with your car and broke my stall. You have to pay for my loss."Adriana smiled bitterly. She had seen plenty of similar cases in the news and in legal case files. Coincidentally, this gave her an opportunity to practice handling such a situation.Steadying herself, Adriana stepped forward. "Ma’am, you ran a red light."In many cities, t
Having lived among New York’s high society for a few years and come into contact with quite a few celebrities and aristocrats, Maria immediately asked, “Global Entertainment’s Ray William? Eastern William’s only son?”“That’s him.”Maria wasn’t sure what Adriana was up to this time, but her instincts told her it would be even more difficult than the last task. She couldn’t help but ask, “Do you have a personal grudge against him?”She remembered Ray was Calvin’s friend. Shouldn’t he be on good terms with Adriana? Then why did Adriana’s expression show such obvious dislike?Adriana never suspected others lightly, never used people carelessly, and never hid the truth from Maria. “He used despicable means to hurt my friend. But the real target… is me. It’s not that I hold a grudge—it’s that he’s prejudiced against me. And if I don’t strike first, he’s going to make his move soon.”Maria nodded instinctively as she listened. She was starting to believe Adriana’s words. Deep down, she felt
Calvin stood alone in the smoking area, lighting a cigarette and leaning against the parapet.He drew in a deep mouthful of smoke, letting it burn through his lungs.(The young madam even asked me to teach her how to make a fish cake... but it was hard for her. She was a true lady — ten fingers never touching spring water. She burned her fingers, blistered them, but never said a word about the pain.)Fish cakes — such a distant memory.If Emily hadn’t pried open that forgotten gate of memory, perhaps Calvin would never have remembered it again in his life.It had been late — well after 1:00 a.m. — when he returned to New York after a long inspection trip at the England branch.The living room was dimly lit by a single floor lamp.As he put down his luggage, he noticed Adriana curled up on the sofa, asleep.On the table beside her, a plate of fish cakes sat quietly, waiting for him.The next morning, as he passed the dining room, he spotted the plate again and frowned."Why didn’t you
There was no need for Calvin to explicitly say anything; certain unspoken rules were already understood — Adriana knew them all.There was no point in going through the usual formalities again, not against someone like Darren, who couldn’t rise to the occasion.Calvin examined the clear light in her eyes and once again understood what Henry had meant when he said Adriana had changed.In the past, she wouldn't have shown such calmness; her gaze would not have carried the wisdom it held now."Keep your co-worker in check and don’t let her do anything reckless. But of course, if you want to use this chance to get rid of an inconvenient opponent, you can just let it slide."Adriana nodded. "I know what to do."The ambiguous tension between them slowly faded as the conversation unfolded. Calvin glanced around the room. "Rest early."He’s letting me off that easily? Adriana thought."Good night," she said, getting up to see him off, without the slightest intention of trying to make anything
She had quite a bit of potential for uttering so many non-repetitive curse words in one night.Calvin caught her hand, not allowing her to leave.Then, right in front of her, he dialed a number.The call connected after just a few rings.“Mr. Walker? Wow, what an honor! What brings you to call me?” the voice on the other end said, half-joking.Calvin said coldly, “Contact Richard. Get him out of there — use whatever excuse you need.”The person on the other side didn’t dare to ask for details. “Yes, understood!”Calvin hung up and turned to look at Adriana, whose eyes were red with rage.“Aren’t you going to thank me?” he said lazily.Adriana tried to shake off his hand but couldn’t.“Calvin, you’re only making things more awkward between us. Please pay attention to boundaries…”Calvin leaned in and said lowly, “If I hadn’t watched my step tonight, you'd be lying on my bed right now, under me, crying for mercy.”Adriana’s face flared with anger.Without hesitation, she raised her foot
Last time, she had been half-proud of herself for bravely refusing to go home with Calvin — but she didn’t expect to be back here again, in the blink of an eye.Adriana scratched her hair in distress.“To be clear, I’m just borrowing the room,” she muttered.Calvin glanced at her miserable-looking face and said lazily, “I suggest you clean yourself up first. I won’t lay my hands on a female ghost — even if I’m horny.”Adriana rushed into the restroom, only then realizing how horrible she looked with half her makeup removed during the car ride.Come to think of it, Calvin had kept his cool the entire way — not even driving the car into the green belt.His psychological endurance was strong enough, she had to admit.The bathroom was fully stocked with toiletries.After showering, Adriana came out wrapped in a bathrobe, only to find Calvin on the balcony, making a call.He stood near the window, one hand in his pants pocket, his back straight and imposing.“Send someone to keep an eye on
On what grounds?Because he was Calvin — a character you couldn’t afford to mess with, couldn’t afford to offend.Adriana wanted to answer for him, believing, you don't have a second choice.But Calvin’s actual response was more official and impossible to refuse: “Believe it or not, it’s up to you!”His desire to catch him worked. After a brief moment weighing his options, Darren engaged in a more thorough conversation with Calvin, roughly covering how to help him clean up his act, as well as the cooperation that would follow.The matter was negotiated without Calvin needing to mobilize a single soldier.Darren cheerfully took the initiative to toast, saying, “Since we’re partners now, can you tell us your name?”Calvin didn’t touch his wine glass. “Next time, I’ll naturally let you know.”Kevin crossed over and spoke to Darren: “Mr. Darren, waiting for your good news in three days!”Richard and Liam looked at each other in dismay. Darren was normally a cautious man; otherwise, his bu
Darren was an unfamiliar name to Adriana.But Calvin wouldn't mention someone unrelated for no reason.After thinking for two seconds, Adriana understood: this man, Darren, who hadn't shown his face until now, was probably Scar’s big brother.Scar himself didn’t even know what his Big Brother’s real name was — so how did Calvin just point it out directly?Richard’s face shifted from green to white, little by little.He felt that the worst kind of situation was about to happen.This strange man seemed to know far more about them than he should.And the more this became apparent, the more Richard dared not be careless.He forced a smile and tried to stall: "Darren? Which Darren is Brother referring to?"Not only Richard — even Liam, who was nearly drunk, and Austin Mark, still dizzy from slamming into the wall, were staring at Calvin warily.With their connections in New York City, most powerful people at least had recognizable faces.But this man — no one had any information on him at
Mina’s eyes could see six ways at once; she thought tonight felt unusual. She didn’t know who he was, but she knew she had to serve people because of Liam. If anything went wrong, Darren’s business could be soaked, so she smiled carefully."Two brothers, if there's something to say, let’s say it properly. Roughness can scare people off, you know."Kevin’s skin practically crawled from her flattery, and he snapped, "None of your business."Mina smiled softly and picked up a glass of wine. "Handsome, don’t be angry. Why don’t I have a drink with you?"She drank it all in one go, tilting the glass upside down to show not a single drop remained. "Satisfied, handsome?"Kevin said coldly, "Not satisfied."Mina blushed profusely, tugging awkwardly at the corner of her mouth. "Then, what would satisfy the handsome man?"Kevin kept a stern face and said nothing.Mina circled around the table and half-squatted down, trying to tap Calvin’s leg, but he dodged her with a disgusted look, as if a sl
Calvin’s cold and clear presence stood out starkly in the room—like a noble eagle trapped among vultures. From the moment he sat down, the atmosphere shifted. It was as if this seedy box suddenly became a royal court, simply because he was in it.Adriana had to admit, deep down, that sometimes it wasn’t the place that mattered—it was the people who entered it.Calvin turned to the man and asked flatly, “Tell me, what kind of dog are you?”“Damn it! Did you just insult me?”Furious, the man raised the wine bottle and swung it toward Calvin’s face.Crash!With a smooth backhand, Calvin caught the bottle mid-air—and in the next second, red liquid flowed down the man’s head. It was a mixture of wine and blood, trailing from the broken shards that remained.The man stood frozen in place, stunned. He clearly hadn’t expected anyone would dare lay a hand on him.&l