Calvin knew Miranda didn't want to owe Zach any favors, so he stepped in, making the decision for her. After all, he was only asking—there was no guarantee it would work out."Alright then, Miranda, get some rest. I'm hanging up now," Calvin said and ended the call."Man, look at you, all eager and
Zach said, "That time at the hotel, remember how you helped me out. I'm the kind of person who pays back favors. Even though you and Hansel broke up, a favor is a favor. I have to return it."He had been out smoking two cigarettes for about 10 to 20 minutes, and yet Miranda hadn't thought of calling
Calvin nodded without hesitation. "Yeah, I keep in touch with Miranda often. Why, what's the issue?"Zach narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he could see through everything. "I know what you're trying to figure out.""Whether it's Cal keeping in touch with Miranda or me stepping in to help her today,
When Martha turned, Ingrid immediately put on a smile."Thank you, Martha, for taking care of Hansel. I'm tired, so I'll go to bed now," she said before casually turning and leaving the kitchen.Martha was left puzzled. "What's going on?" she thought.Ingrid used to compete for the chance to bring h
"Answer me, were you or were you not?" Hansel demanded.Ingrid shook her head. "No… I didn't… Hans, you're hurting me…"Hansel tugged on her nightgown with a contemptuous smile. "Then explain this. If you hadn't done it before, why would you do it now?"Hansel remembered feeling off when they first
Ingrid was stunned. "You… you're not…""What? Disappointed?" Hansel sneered.As soon as Hansel felt something was off with his body, he rushed into the bathroom to induce vomiting. The heat he felt was merely a lingering effect of the drug."If you weren't affected, then why did you pretend earlier?
Martha answered, "Yes, Mr. Johnson." Suddenly, Ingrid's face turned pale. She clutched her stomach and said, "Ouch… My stomach hurts so much…"However, Hansel remained expressionless. Since he didn't move, Martha didn't dare to move either. At that moment, Ingrid had already slid to the floor in p
Evelyn didn't expect Ingrid to turn the tables on her. "You're the one who caused all this to happen, so how is this my fault? Try saying that again, and I'll tear your mouth apart!" "Go ahead! If you don't beat me to death today, you lose!" Ingrid shouted."Martha…" Evelyn trembled with anger. "Ca
Under Susan's gaze, Jenny felt a chill run down her spine. "You… Why are you acting so weird? Are you mute? You don't look like it from how you're dressed."She shot Susan a glare and muttered, "Crazy woman," before heading back into her apartment building. Susan stayed rooted to the spot. Her face
They made it back from the school to Harold's place just in time for dinner. After dinner, Lionel and his family said their goodbyes. Upon seeing this, Leonard's family made their exit right after. Jenny walked them to the door before collapsing onto the couch, clutching her lower back. "What a ti
Paul's genes ensured both good looks and a decent figure. On top of that, judging by how generous he was with his gifts, he clearly wasn't just an ordinary college professor. He probably came from an affluent family. Elite families like his often went back several generations, which meant his rela
Since it was the end of the year, the students were all on holiday. The vast school grounds felt a little deserted. Dallas Urban, the school's security guard, noticed Lionel coming from a distance. He stepped out of the guard booth and greeted him cheerfully, "Mr. Sutton!" Then his gaze landed on
"There's still a pile of pots and pans in the kitchen waiting to be cleaned," Jenny complained."I'm just like a maid that's born to toil endlessly, unlike you who can enjoy such an easy life. "You should really learn from Lionel. He cooks every time they host a gathering. You two are brothers, but
"I'm cooking something," Paul said. "Why are you cooking this late at night?" Susan asked. "I wanted a midnight snack."Susan knew her son didn't normally eat late. Clearly, he was cooking for someone else. The thought worsened her mood. "When are you planning to come back to Elgerson?" she asked
Suddenly, Miranda stopped walking. She turned to face Paul and said seriously, "Thank you, Paul, for coming to Lumberville to spend Christmas with me. And… thank you for being in my life."Paul was slightly taken aback. Then, he gently squeezed her hand. "You dummy. I should be the one thanking you.
Yale wasn't too pleased. "But… I was just trying to clear the way for you. Am I wrong for doing that?"He couldn't help but feel a little wronged. Paul softened his tone and explained, "That's not what I meant. First off, Mom had already agreed to me coming to Lumberville. There was no need for lie
"Oh, you're back? What were you guys doing?" Lionel came out of the kitchen, still wearing his apron. He looked a little puzzled when he saw everyone gathered around Paul and Miranda. "Dad…" Miranda was about to go over with the shopping bags, but Paul had already taken them from her before she cou