Lucy and Franklin hadn't been killed by the truck, but they were close to it. Both were covered in blood, with their heads busted open and faces bruised.When the truck sped towards them, Franklin had still been rolling around on the ground, faking injury. By the time he realized what was happening,
"Are you still playing dumb? This is all your fault! If it weren't for you, how would your brother and I have ended up clashing with Hansel?" Lucy snapped.Now that there was no benefit to gain, she didn't feel the need to act like a caring mother anymore.Franklin was furious, and he chimed in, "Ha
"Payment?" Ingrid's eyes shifted stiffly. "Wasn't it always deducted directly from the account?""Sorry, the account has been frozen.""Frozen? Why?""It was frozen upon the account holder's request."Frozen on purpose…"Hahaha… Hansel, you are truly ruthless!"After spending over a month in the hos
Ingrid was thrown out."You refused to leave when you were told to. You just had to wait to be thrown out, huh? Now get lost!"It was pouring rain, and none of the security guards wanted to be out in it. It was all thanks to this crazy woman.…After the rain stopped, Ingrid wandered aimlessly throu
Ingrid asked, "Do you have food?"The woman chuckled softly, giving her a once-over. "Come inside."Ingrid glanced up at the neon sign above the door—Spark Plugs.She knew what awaited her if she stepped inside, but hunger, exhaustion, and her longing for luxury pulled her in like a spell. In the en
Ingrid started to laugh…Suddenly, the door to the storage room was pushed open from the outside, and a man walked in. With his arrival, the lights flickered on brightly."Damn it—she cut her wrist! How were you guys watching her?" The manager angrily scolded the two men in black, then turned to the
"Woah…"A collective gasp filled the large classroom."Paul Jefferson? Is it the Paul Jefferson I'm thinking of?""Uh! How many Paul Jeffersons are there at Bedford College?""Well, okay.""Oh my God! He's the one teaching us? He's so tall and handsome!"Everyone was captivated by the sight. People
"Oh, alright! Miranda, go a—"Before Madison could finish her sentence, Miranda was already far away.Madison stood there, puzzled. "Why is she in such a hurry?" It was rare to see Miranda this flustered and in such a rush.Miranda had hurried out of the lecture hall, following Paul down the shaded
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