Mag-log inThe crystal chandeliers on the ceiling of the presidential suite emitted a warm golden glow, creating an atmosphere that was both highly intimate and sensual. Camelia stepped out of the bathroom with the remnants of warm water vapor still steaming thinly around her body. Her porcelain-white skin appeared freshly flushed, with her long hair left wet and loose, framing her beautiful face. She was only wearing a single large white towel wrapped around her body from her chest down to her thighs.Before Camelia could take another step closer to the bed, a well-built silhouette suddenly lunged forward, blocking her path. Calvin was already standing there. The man had already shed his shirt, leaving his sleek, muscular body clearly outlined under the dim lights of the bedroom."Calvin, you startled me—"*Sret!*"Ah!" Camelia shrieked under her breath as her words were cut short in midair.Without warning, Calvin’s sturdy fingers moved with a swift jerk, pulling the end
The gentle sea breeze softly brushed against their skin, carrying the familiar scent of salt and a sense of freedom that had long been absent. A week after all the complicated paperwork and the Collyn family's drama had finally settled down, Kuta, Bali became the silent witness to the return of laughter that had once disappeared. Without bringing Aurora and Daven, this trip was purely a long-overdue honeymoon for Calvin and Camelia.Beneath the late afternoon sky that had begun to glow golden, Camelia walked cheerfully across the stretch of white sand. She was wearing a sleeveless cream-colored beach dress that fluttered gently in the wind, making her look like the most captivating foreign tourist along the shores of Kuta that afternoon.Rustle.A fairly thick cotton coat was suddenly draped over Camelia's smooth shoulders from behind, blocking the gazes of several men who had been glancing in her direction.Startled, Camelia turned around with a furrowed brow."My goodness, Calvin! W
The heavy bass of fast-paced music reverberated violently inside an elite nightclub in the center of the capital city of China. Neon lights crossed each other, casting red and blue hues shimmering over the marble tables. In a slightly dim corner of the room, Juna sat alone with a bottle of whiskey that was already down to a quarter. His appearance was completely disheveled. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, his tie had disappeared somewhere, and his hair was messy.“Ziyi… where are you actually?” Juna muttered hoarsely, his voice almost drowned out by the loud club music.He lifted his glass and drank the thick liquid in one gulp, letting the burning sensation scorch his throat. His bloodshot, sharp eyes stared blankly at the glass in his hand. An overwhelming sense of despair was now gnawing at his chest. Where should he go from here?Meanwhile, in her quiet hiding place in the southern outskirts of China, Ziyi had just finished her simple dinner. She sat on the edge of h
The dawn air in the southern countryside of China pierced through every pore, releasing faint wisps of vapor each time Ziyi exhaled. Dressed in a gray training suit with her hair tied in a ponytail, she moved her feet in a steady rhythm along the still-deserted path. Feeling the sweat beginning to dampen her temples was the best way for Ziyi to drive away the shadows of the past that so often haunted her sleep.However, that tranquility was suddenly shattered when, from the same bend in the path, the silhouette of a tall figure came rushing toward her at full speed. The man was doing his morning sprint, his focus fixed straight ahead without paying any attention to the narrow jogging lane.Bang!"Ah!" Ziyi cried out as her shoulder slammed hard against the man's broad chest.This time, there was no hand to catch her by the waist. She stumbled backward three steps, fortunately managing to keep her balance before falling to the ground again. As she looked up, her breath still uneven fro
Ronal's hurried footsteps echoed through the second-floor corridor of the Ashford residence. The sharp-eyed man stopped right in front of Calvin's study door, taking a short breath before knocking on the teakwood door before him.Knock! Knock! Knock!"Come in," Calvin's baritone voice called from inside, sounding heavy and filled with his usual authority.Ronal pushed the door open and immediately walked toward the large desk where Calvin was reviewing several operational reports. "Mr. Calvin, there is urgent information from the field team that has been monitoring our enemies' movements," Ronal reported, deliberately lowering his voice while emphasizing every word.Calvin set down his pen and leaned back in his executive chair. His thick brows furrowed. "What information? Who's making a move?""Dr. Berlyn, sir," Ronal answered, looking directly at his superior. "She returned to the city last night. Based on reports from our surveillance team at the airport and her rented apartment, h
In the family lounge of the main residence, Sarah looked at Mira, who sat with her head lowered and her face swollen from crying. The cup of tea on the table had long since gone cold."It's only natural for Camelia to be cold toward you, Mira," Sarah said calmly. "If I were her, I probably would have thrown you out of this house the moment I woke up from the coma."Mira lifted her face, which was filled with guilt."I know I was wrong, Sarah," she said softly. "At that time, all I could see was Calvin suffering for two months. I wasn't thinking clearly.""Not thinking clearly?" Sarah shook her head. "You were even planning to match Calvin with Doctor Berlyn while Camelia was still fighting between life and death.""I was only worried about Calvin's future and the children's future," Mira defended herself quietly. "Berlyn seemed caring and was always taking care of Camelia. I thought she was the right woman if something happened to Camelia.""Now look at the consequences." Sarah crosse
Chapter 47That afternoon, Calvin’s hospital room felt quiet. Mira had just gone home for a while, while Samantha went out to buy something. For the first time since being hospitalized, Calvin was truly alone.He leaned against the bed while playing with his phone.Work notifications kept coming in
Chapter 33The ballroom lights were still bright when Juna returned to stand beside Camelia. Soft music flowed, the guests’ conversations blending into one. Camelia tried to appear calm, even though her heart had yet to steady itself.Juna glanced sideways, then his gaze stopped at Camelia’s neck.
Chapter 25That morning, the air in the hospital courtyard felt cool. Camelia walked slowly while holding Aurora’s hand. On the other side, Juna walked along, occasionally glancing at Daven, who looked paler than usual.“We’re here,” Juna said softly.“Yes,” Camelia replied. “Are you okay, Dav?”Da
Chapter 26Calvin stood near the window in the hospital corridor, his face still tense. Ronal hurried over as soon as he saw Calvin finish his call.“Did you get it?” Calvin asked briefly.“Yes, Sir,” Ronal replied quietly. “Madam Camelia came to the hospital because one of her children is ill. The







