Wait... were those movers?The three movers greeted Scott politely, slipped on shoe covers at the door, and then started carrying in furniture that had already been placed out in the hallway.Julissa watched the pieces being brought inside, her mind full of question marks.Weren’t these… my things?These were the items she’d stored in the previous landlord’s basement. The plan had been to move them once she found a new place.She had originally intended to call a moving company over the weekend to bring everything to Anna’s little apartment—but Scott had beaten her to it.Julissa walked up to him and tugged on his sleeve.“Mr. Nichols, why did you bring this stuff here?”“Aren’t I helping you move?” he replied casually.Julissa scratched her head. She had mentioned to him before that some of her things were still at the old landlord’s. So technically, it made sense that he’d helped move them.The problem was—he brought them to the wrong address.“I’m supposed to move to Anna’s place!
Scott patted the back of her hand, then pulled a document from his briefcase on the couch and handed it to Julissa.Julissa shot him a wary look before opening it.It was—a rental agreement.She skimmed through it quickly. The meaning was clear: Scott wanted to formally rent out his apartment to her.Everything was done according to proper rental procedures—standard terms like “one month deposit, three months’ rent” were listed. The contract was well-formatted and completely legitimate. Everything was filled out, except for the monthly rent, which was left blank. The landlord, Scott, had already signed it with his usual flourish.He passed her his pen and pointed at the signature line:“Just sign here.”Julissa set the pen aside.“I’m not renting your place. This is clearly just a formality.”Scott let out a sigh and began explaining sincerely.First of all, with this contract, if Julissa’s parents ever questioned her, she could show them that she wasn’t freeloading off her boyfriend.
But even with Mr. Nichols being this humble, the little girlfriend still wasn’t satisfied.“Nope, that price is too low. That’d mean I’m taking advantage of you again.”Scott was out of options.“Then you name a price.”Julissa thought for a moment.Should she go with six thousand a month? Or seven?She walked to the living room and sat down on the couch, seriously surveying the apartment.Truth be told, she really liked the place. She knew it was definitely worth 8,000 a month. But come on, they were a couple—there should at least be a friends and family discount, right?As she hesitated, Scott watched her torn expression and gently asked,“Didn’t I already give you a 100,000 monthly salary? Is it not enough?”Why else would she be so hung up over a few thousand in rent?He began wondering if maybe Julissa really didn’t have enough to spend. Should he bump up her bonus? But how much would be appropriate? Too much and she’d definitely refuse. Too little, and it wouldn’t help. It wa
Very soon, Mr. Nichols replied:“Tentatively scheduled for next weekend.”Julissa did a quick mental calculation. There was still a bit more than a week left, and that gave her a small sense of relief.Thinking back to what Scott had said earlier that day, she quickly typed out a message and hit send:“Why do you think your mom wouldn’t like me?”On the other end, it seemed like Scott was thinking it over.The screen showed “typing…” for a bit, then it disappeared.Julissa frowned.Was he typing something and then deleted it?What could he possibly not want to say directly?Just as she was wondering, a message came through:“My mom doesn’t like girls who are too pretty.”Julissa touched her face and then giggled at her phone.Sure, Scott’s mom might have some... peculiar standards for a daughter-in-law, but hey—being complimented by Mr. Nichols, even indirectly, was still pretty sweet.She replied with a bashful emoji:“Am I that pretty?”But Scott didn’t take the bait.His next messa
Annabelle shook her head in confusion. The last time she had been to her grandmother’s house was when she was a child, more than a decade ago. As a kid, how could she possibly remember something like a fuse?“But we can try the west annex room. If I’m not mistaken, the tools should be in the cupboard inside. If there’s a fuse, it might be there too.”“Alright.” Kendrick took the flashlight from her hand and led her out of the hallway, through the small courtyard, to the door of the annex room.As soon as the door opened, the smell of dust hit them.Old memories immediately surged into Annabelle’s mind.The last time she had been here, it was for her grandmother’s funeral. After the ceremony, Annabelle had gone back to the city with her parents. Not long after, she had experienced a house fire and hadn’t returned since.Nothing in the house had changed, which showed that after her grandmother passed away, her parents hadn’t touched anything in the room.As for whether her parents had v
The weather was good that night. The sky was clear, and the stars shone brilliantly.Annabelle looked up at the sky and sighed, "Ever since moving to the city, I’ve rarely seen such a starry night."Kendrick watched her childlike expression, feeling the urge to ruffle her hair. But noticing his hands were covered in dust, he got up and walked to the well to wash them with clean water from the basin.Then, he took the hot water from a small gas stove and poured a cup for Anna."You kept thinking about coming back home. Are you happy now?"Annabelle glanced at him with a smile but soon revealed a hint of sadness."If only Grandma were still here… She would’ve definitely liked you."Kendrick replied without hesitation, "Of course she would.""Not humble at all," Annabelle glared at him, though her eyes were full of amusement."I'm just complimenting your good taste, Anna.""Hmph, so full of yourself!"Kendrick didn’t deny it. He poured himself a cup of water and looked at the little woma
Anna’s grandfather’s family, the Castillos, had once been a prominent household. However, after certain national reforms, they gradually declined.Even so, her grandfather’s brothers later established their own businesses in the city. Despite her grandfather’s passing, the Castillo family could have easily provided a better place for Anna’s grandmother to live.Yet, her grandmother chose to return to her hometown.Did this mean she no longer wished to be involved with the Castillo family?Perhaps Anna’s grandfather truly had done something that broke her grandmother’s heart.As for the grudges and entanglements of the past, Kendrick had never investigated them. After all, it was a story from two generations ago—likely unrelated to Anna’s later hardships.After some thought, he decided not to pursue the topic further and instead asked, "Did you visit your grandmother’s place often as a child?"Talking about her grandmother’s home made Anna’s mood lighter.She nodded at Kendrick. "I cam
Annabelle recalled how she used to bathe as a child. Walking to the well in the courtyard, she said, a little embarrassed, “Grandma never liked modern appliances. She didn’t have a water heater or anything like that. I used to just bathe here with a basin of water.” Kendrick frowned and walked over to the well. “You mean, when you were little, you just stood here in the courtyard and bathed… completely naked?” Anna nodded and spread her hands. “What else could I do? There wasn’t another option.” Kendrick glanced around. The walls were low, and there were gaps in them. If someone wanted to peek, it wouldn’t be difficult at all. Seeing him looking around suspiciously, Anna reassured him, “No one was watching. Don’t worry.” “How do you know?” “You saw it yourself when we arrived. There are hardly any young people left in this village, only elderly folks. And at this hour, everyone’s asleep. No one’s going to sneak over to peep at Mr. Gregory taking a bath,” she teased. Kendrick,
“Stop it, don’t say that!” Annabelle quickly interrupted him.Kendrick chuckled, “Well, you scared me first.”She had no choice but to comfort him instead. “Maybe I’ve just been too anxious lately and overthinking. Don’t be afraid.”Kendrick sighed and gently rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb. “Don’t worry, I’ll be back soon.”Annabelle nodded. She felt the atmosphere was getting a little heavy. Since they couldn’t change the fact that they had to part, they might as well talk about something lighter.“When you come back, can you buy me two boxes of red bean cakes? From that pastry shop in Bellingham `Alley. One for me and one for Julissa, she loves red bean filling too.”Kendrick smiled and agreed, “Anything else?”Annabelle said, “There’s also a clay figurine shop on Lawrence Street. They make really cute little clay dolls. Can you bring me a pair? I want to put them on the bookshelf.”“Sure. What else?”Annabelle tried to think hard. She had only been to North City once, b
In truth, Kendrick had overestimated her.Five minutes later, Annabelle was completely defeated. She pushed Kendrick away and glared at him, her face red.Kendrick chuckled. “Still mad? Then how about…”“I’m not mad anymore!” Annabelle quickly interrupted.Smiling, Kendrick helped her get dressed, while he himself hadn’t even undone a single button the whole time.Annabelle sighed once more—she really was no match for the sly old fox. The moment she so much as wagged her tail at him, he had her thoroughly handled.She felt exhausted now and truly just wanted to lie down and rest.Kendrick glanced at the time and said there was still an hour before he had to leave. He told Anna to rest here for a bit—he would stay with her.So Annabelle lay on Kendrick’s lap and drifted off to sleep.Who knows how long had passed when she drowsily felt Kendrick pinch her earlobe. “Anna, I have to go. I’ll have Jax take you home to sleep.”Annabelle’s eyes flew open. “No, I want to see you off.”Kendric
Annabelle followed Kendrick back to the sofa and nestled into his arms.“Anna, I need to confirm something with you.”“Mm, go ahead.”Annabelle was tired and slowly lay down, resting her head on his thigh.“When you suddenly took off your shoes on stage earlier, was that improvised or did something happen?”Annabelle looked at him and replied that it definitely wasn’t an improvised move. It was her first time on the runway—she wouldn’t dare be reckless. The heels had a problem, so she had no choice but to take them off.Kendrick nodded. “I see. That explains it.”“Explains what?”Seeing how serious he looked, Annabelle grew a bit uneasy—this didn’t seem simple.Kendrick hesitated for two seconds, then showed her the video Jax had given him.It was footage taken backstage while the models were getting ready before going on stage. The cameraman had been arranged by Gauge to capture some behind-the-scenes content for the post-event promo video. Annabelle remembered this and had even gree
After Julissa left, Annabelle originally wanted to return to the dressing room to remove her makeup. But the room was packed—during the short time she was gone, her previous seat had been taken by another model.They were all touching up their makeup, preparing to showcase jewelry on stage later.Since Annabelle’s part was already done, it wouldn’t be right to fight for space, so she decided to head to the lounge and change her clothes instead. As for her makeup, she could just take it off at home.With that in mind, Annabelle headed into her private lounge.As she opened the door and stepped in, the lights were off. Just as she reached out to turn them on, her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and she fell into a strong, warm man’s embrace. The man quickly shut and locked the door behind them.She let out a startled cry, but the man silenced her with a kiss, swallowing her panicked gasp.He kissed her deeply. At first, Annabelle resisted, but soon she stopped struggling.Because the scent
Annabelle said somewhat regretfully, “My husband is on a business trip. I’ll probably just go home and sleep after this…”Truth be told, she did long for Kendrick’s praise and appreciation. Even if he only took her to grab some street food or shared a simple bowl of noodles at home to celebrate, she’d still feel completely content.But Kendrick was out of town, too busy to even attend the event, let alone celebrate.The interview wrapped up—everything that needed to be asked was asked, and things that shouldn’t be asked, Linda chose not to bring up. She ended it at the right moment.As she was about to leave, a flicker of emotion flashed through Linda’s eyes. She looked at Annabelle and said, “It’s been years since anyone cared whether I lived or died. Thank you, Ms. Sanchez.”Annabelle shook her head and looked into her eyes seriously. “I’ll be waiting for you to come find me.”Linda gave a slight nod.They parted ways—Annabelle headed toward the dressing room, while Linda told the c
At the check-in area of the press conference, Annabelle was being interviewed.Only one reporter was present today, but microphones and recording devices from multiple media outlets had already been set up on a small podium in advance.Annabelle stood on one side of the podium to make it easier for the microphones to pick up her voice.Before this, Gauge had asked her if she wanted to be interviewed. If she didn’t, he wouldn’t arrange it.Annabelle was a little resistant, but she agreed in the end.First, she was the brand ambassador, and it was her duty to cooperate with the promotion.Second, she had been avoiding the media for a long time, which only made the paparazzi even more eager to get her story. They had been chasing her down and trying everything to interview her.Even more frustrating, when they couldn’t get a real interview, they just made things up.Since that was the case, she figured she might as well accept the interview openly.Gauge understood her personality. To pr
The stylist handed the shoes to the girl, who quickly walked over to Annabelle.“Thank you,” Annabelle said as she took the shoes.“No worries!” the girl replied before hurrying off—she was about to go on stage.Annabelle bent down to change her shoes.The girl looked back at her, the corners of her mouth lifting in a slight smile, then stepped onto the runway.After putting on the heels, Annabelle stood up and took a few steps to get used to them. The heels were high, but she had worn taller ones before—she wasn't worried about twisting an ankle.Time ticked by. The runway show was nearing its end.Finally, it was her turn.Taking a deep breath, Annabelle stepped onto the runway, wearing designer Malina’s signature piece for the season.Applause filled the venue as she made her entrance.It was her first runway walk. Even though she had rehearsed countless times in her mind—and practiced on-site—it still felt entirely different in the moment.So many eyes were on her. To say she wasn
Kendrick paused for a couple of seconds—was Briley on the phone with Anna?After all, among the people going on stage today, the only one she could speak to in such an overbearing tone was likely Anna.Briley ended the call, though it sounded more like the other person had hung up on her. She came out of the stairwell with a dark expression.A male staff member happened to walk by, and she grabbed him to ask, "Hey, where's the models' makeup room?"The staff member pointed toward Kendrick and said, "Ma'am, head forward, turn right, go down to the first floor. The first room on your right is the one."Briley followed his gesture and, of course, saw Kendrick standing there.Kendrick gave her a faint nod. It was obvious from her stiff expression that she hadn’t expected to run into him.But she quickly forced a smile and walked over.They weren’t far apart, so she reached him in just a few steps."What a coincidence, Kendrick. Fancy running into you here. Have you been busy lately? How’s
Dale said that six months ago, she suddenly received an email from a stranger.The email contained dirt on her—scandals from before and shortly after she entered the entertainment industry. That person used it to threaten her into doing their bidding.Almost every piece of negative news about Annabelle on the internet in the past six months had been spread by Dale.But she had only ever communicated with the person via phone calls—never met them in person. What’s more, it was a one-way communication: the person always called her, using a hidden number and a voice changer. Dale didn’t even know if the person was male or female.What she could confirm, however, was that the person knew everything about Annabelle’s life—including her past—and had even provided a large number of photos, both recent and from her childhood, for Dale to use in edited images.Dale hadn’t kept doing it just because the person held something over her. That person had also painted her a beautiful lie—saying that