LOGIN"Yes," Chris replied with a nod. He briefly glanced at the watch around his wrist. "We should head home.""Ah, yes. You're right." Naomi agreed. She had no desire to listen to a lengthy lecture from Cale if they returned late. Cale was a punctual person, and when it came to him, one needed a very go
Chris stopped walking, turned to face Naomi, and studied her from head to toe for a few moments. "Strategic Management.""Why?""You're the type of person who likes being in control and hates it when the plans in your head fall apart," Chris said bluntly. "You dragged Cale out of the party last nigh
What Chris had just said left Naomi speechless. She blinked once, then blinked again. Her brain suddenly seemed incapable of functioning after hearing that casual statement."What?" Naomi repeated.Chris rested his elbow on the armrest, completely unconcerned by his own request. "A date, Naomi. The
Realizing she had been stared at for too long, a faint blush spread across Naomi's cheeks. "What? Is there something wrong with my outfit?"Chris cleared his throat softly and looked away to regain control of himself before turning back with a faint smile. "No. Perfect. Let's go."Lydia and Cale wal
Lydia slowly turned toward her husband. "Did you hear that, Cale?"Cale frowned deeply."Chris just told me 'none of your business.'""And?" Cale asked innocently.Lydia let out a frustrated sigh at her husband's reaction. "Good grief. You're really slow."Before the atmosphere at the dining table c
"What time is it?" Naomi murmured softly. Her eyes were still half-closed as she sensed the faint silhouette of sunlight filtering through the gaps in her bedroom curtains.The room was very quiet, with only the hum of the air conditioner. Naomi turned over and stared at the ceiling for a moment bef
The pain no longer mattered. There was only one thought in his mind.Get out. Be free.At last, he reached the door. His trembling hand reached for the handle. He pulled it with all the strength he had left. The door opened. No guards blocked their way.None.Beyond it, the corridor lay empty. Harol
Daven looked at her for a moment, then smiled warmly. “Thank you, Eli,” he said. “And it looks like you helped prepare this welcome for me too?”“Just a small contribution,” she replied.“Then it means a lot to me.” Daven stepped closer and gave her shoulder a gentle pat.Eli looked a little surpris
Several reporters exchanged glances.“Since my name was dragged into the case involving Bret Frederick, I’ve been portrayed as the primary offender,” he continued. “What you don’t know is that there was an illegal flow of funds that never entered my company.”He glanced at the side. Arsen gave a sig
The boy slowed his steps. He clearly hadn’t expected to find Eli there. One hand slipped into his pocket, uncertainty flickering in his eyes—yet his feet kept moving, almost without his awareness, drawing him closer to the girl sitting there alone.What is she doing here? Didn’t GrandMom tell her to







