LOGINIt wasn’t a request. It was an order.Lydia frowned, irritation flashing across her face. “Cale—”“I want to talk to her.”Lydia held his gaze, clearly displeased with the way he said it. But after a few seconds, she let out a quiet breath. She glanced briefly at Naomi, silently assuring her that ev
“Get in,” Cale ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument.Lydia only glanced at him. There were so many things she wanted to say, so many questions pressing at the back of her throat, but… her husband’s face told her everything she needed to know. He wasn’t in the mood to be challenged.She gav
Hi my lovely readers,Sorry for the late update. There won't be a new chapter for "His Regret" today. I'll be back tomorrow to continue Lydia and Cale's story.Don't miss out!Thank you, Canis
“We don’t care,” he replied lightly, devoid of emotion. “Mr. Falcon wants to see you.”It didn’t sound like a request.It was an order—one that was expected to be obeyed.Naomi shook her head quickly. “I told you, I’ll come later.” There was a slight emphasis on later, as if it was the last boundary
Naomi quickly shook her head. “No, it’s not that.” She lowered her gaze briefly before continuing, her voice softer. “But I have to head to my other job soon.”“I’ll drive you,” Lydia cut in, almost too quickly leaving little room for refusal.Naomi looked up, startled. “That’s not necessary. I usua
“Didn’t you get enough of the Pergamon Museum yesterday?” Andrew asked lightly, his tone easy and cheerful.He didn’t mind taking her anywhere she wanted to go. After all, they only had two days left before returning home. And as a good guide, he intended to make the most of it—whatever Lydia needed
“Yes! I promise I’ll look after it.”The car fell into silence again, filled only with the soft whirs of the robot until even those faded. Josh’s energy finally waned; he let out a wide yawn, leaned back in his seat, and before long, drifted into sleep, the robot resting in his lap.Chase lowered th
By late afternoon, after tidying up their things at the resort, the three of them headed to the Japanese restaurant Chase had mentioned.Hoshizora Dining welcomed them with warm wooden interiors, glowing paper lanterns, and tall glass windows overlooking a tranquil lake that spread wide beneath the
The moment their car pulled up at the courthouse, Althea froze at the sight before her.“This… is this really okay?”She had expected reporters, yes—Chase had warned her—but not this many. The crowd was overwhelming, far beyond anything she had imagined.“Don’t worry, Miss Althea. We’ve decided,” Ad
“There are already reporters waiting outside, Miss Vanessa,” Reid said, his expression tight with frustration. Losing the trial hadn’t surprised him—he had predicted this outcome from the start. But his client had refused to set aside her pride. If Vanessa had thought ahead instead of clinging to he







