LOGINHogan slammed his chopsticks down. "See? How long did it take for his true colors to show! Kane was after this all along."Gloria sighed. "Actually, we don't need to always think the worst of Kane. Besides, Jocelyn said she brought it up herself; Kane didn't even mention it.""Hmph~" Hogan scoffed coldly. "That's his cunning. Our daughter is naive and easily tricked by him, and you're just as easily falling into his trap!"Gloria said helplessly, "Then what do you propose we do? He is treating your daughter quite well right now. Are we just going to watch Song's fall and let your daughter suffer with him?"Hogan ground out, "If Song's falls, then our daughter can divorce him, and we'll raise the child.""You think it's that simple," Gloria countered. "Our daughter is utterly devoted to him now. If you leave them to fend for themselves, with her personality, she'd rather starve than come back and beg you."Hogan was too furious to eat. He slammed the door and stormed into his study.-
Tens of seconds later, the call finally connected. Her voice was thick with suppressed resentment and hurt. "Where are you? Why aren't you back yet?"Kane's deep, mellow voice replied from the other end: "Sorry, something urgent came up at the corporation. I need to go immediately, but I've already sent the butler over to keep you company. If there's anything else you want to buy later, she'll go shopping with you."Jocelyn's displeasure was palpable. "Kane, how could you just leave me and run off?""Be a good girl, alright?" Kane coaxed softly. "I'm really busy today. I'll come home to accompany you as soon as I'm done here, okay?"With no other choice, Jocelyn had to concede. "Mm, then remember to come back early. The baby and I..."...are waiting for you.Beep... beep...Before she could finish, the call had already ended.Jocelyn forced a smile at the sales assistant. "Send all these to my house. My husband had an emergency and told me to meet him directly in the garage!"The sale
"Indeed, unfortunate timing." Sheila raised her eyes to Andrew, a hint of suspicion in her voice. "But Uncle, are you certain he left because of a notification from the research institute, and not for some other reason?"Andrew unhurriedly took off his glasses and wiped them clean. "What? You don't believe me?"Ivan was Andrew's colleague; he had even attended their wedding alongside him.Based on this alone, it was impossible for their relationship to be as distant as Andrew made it sound.But she had no concrete evidence, so she couldn't definitively accuse him of anything.Moreover, given Andrew's connection to Killian, he had also acknowledged her as his nephew's wife, and their strained relationship had become unusually cordial.Sheila found herself having to tread carefully."Of course, I believe you, Uncle," Sheila said, "It's just that my father is absolutely certain Ivan was the one who forcibly removed his cornea all those years ago. I can't help but suspect he's fled to esc
"But there's no way this can just be swept under the rug!" Sheila clenched her fists, her whole body trembling. "My father has suffered so much these past ten years, I must get justice for him!"Killian watched Sheila, her teeth gritted in hatred, a pang of unease stirring in his stomach. He understood her hatred, yet felt utterly powerless.Killian gently pulled her into his embrace, trying to soothe her. "Don't worry," he murmured. "There has to be a way."Sheila looked up at him, her eyes brimming with hope. "That man is Uncle's colleague. Uncle must know something about him, some clues." She squeezed his hand. "Could you help me ask Uncle?"Killian gazed down at her, his voice strained as he finally said, "Okay.""Let's go, right now!" Sheila urged, already trying to pull away. "Dad's got Mom watching over him.""What time is it even?" Killian gently held her shoulders, keeping her in place. "Look how tired you are. You're still in your evening gown. Uncle should be asleep by now.
Andrew quickly replied to his message: "I've already arranged for him to leave. You don't need to worry about it, just pretend you know nothing. Uncle will handle everything, and even if something really goes wrong, I will bear the full responsibility."Killian saw the message, and his heart grew heavier.On one side was his uncle, who treated him like a father. On the other, the person he deeply loved.And he was indeed the beneficiary of it all.If the donor had been anyone else, he could have abandoned his conscience and covered everything up without a trace of guilt.But with Sheila, he simply couldn't remain indifferent.Killian's knuckles, gripping his phone, turned white from the force."Killian, who was that man my dad grabbed just now?"Sheila turned to look at him, but found him lost in thought, wondering what he was contemplating. She frowned slightly, then stood up and patted his arm. "What's wrong?"Killian snapped out of it, realizing Sheila was talking to him, and offer
Seventeen summers ago, in Lemoyne.That day, as Antony stepped out of his school gates, an unlicensed van screeched to a halt in front of him. Before he could even react, a hand clamped over his mouth and nose, dragging him into the vehicle. His consciousness rapidly blurred.When he next awoke, he was bound to an operating table, a blinding white light searing directly into his pupils.“What… what are you doing?!” He struggled against his restraints.At that moment, a young man in a white lab coat and mask exclaimed in shock, “Damn it, he has a peculiar constitution; the anesthetic isn’t working on him.”Another, older man, remained chillingly calm. “Secure his head.”The young man hesitated, “This… won’t this be too cruel for him?”The older man offered no reply. The next second, ignoring Antony’s screams and pleas, a scalpel sliced directly into the corner of his eye. To harvest his cornea, they completely disregarded the donor’s safety.For a full forty minutes, Antony, fully cons
The sky had gone dark. Ben and Sheila, along with a few others, had scoured the entire venue and all the surrounding surveillance footage, but they still hadn’t found a trace of the keycard.According to the surveillance footage, Sheila handed the keycard to Justin and then never left his side.He
“These lace pajamas can’t be cheap, right?”Marina snapped back to reality. Her mother, Nelly Hunter, was holding up the pajamas she’d bought yesterday, measuring them against herself. “Not bad taste. This size would fit me too. How about you give me one set?”She snatched the pajamas back, annoyed
The girl saw Sheila in the back seat and was equally stunned."This is …" Ben glanced at Killian, "Killian's secretary, Sheila."Marina's gaze swept over the shopping bag Sheila was holding behind her, a slight awkward smile on her face."Hello, I'm Marina Stone, classmates with Ben and Killian fro
Kelsey and Peter simultaneously looked at Kane, whose face was darker than dark, trying their best not to laugh.Peter teased, "Told you not to pretend to be poor when you're not. If you'd just taken a fancy to Sheila, you could've just kept her."Kane glared at him. "What do you know? If I'd told







