So this was the so-called "presentiment"—so soon?
It had been a long time since she’d seen Ray, and only earlier today had she explained Maria’s outburst. It was almost fortunate, in a way, that she ran into him now.
Adriana looked up. Her cool, indifferent gaze was neither friendly nor hostile.
“Mr. Ray.”
A cold greeting—devoid of warmth or politeness.
They were never meant to be allies, and there was no need to keep up appearances. Even if she pretended to be cheerful, it wouldn’t change anything. Ray wouldn’t show her mercy.
Ray curled one side of his mouth into a contemptuous smile—blatant enough that it didn’t need interpreting. With one hand in his pocket, he sneered, “Lawyer Clarke, something good happen? You look awfully cheerful.”
Adriana replied flatly, “Whether I’m happy or not doesn’t seem to have anything to do with Mr. Ray William.&
So this was the so-called "presentiment"—so soon?It had been a long time since she’d seen Ray, and only earlier today had she explained Maria’s outburst. It was almost fortunate, in a way, that she ran into him now.Adriana looked up. Her cool, indifferent gaze was neither friendly nor hostile.“Mr. Ray.”A cold greeting—devoid of warmth or politeness.They were never meant to be allies, and there was no need to keep up appearances. Even if she pretended to be cheerful, it wouldn’t change anything. Ray wouldn’t show her mercy.Ray curled one side of his mouth into a contemptuous smile—blatant enough that it didn’t need interpreting. With one hand in his pocket, he sneered, “Lawyer Clarke, something good happen? You look awfully cheerful.”Adriana replied flatly, “Whether I’m happy or not doesn’t seem to have anything to do with Mr. Ray William.&
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