"It's getting late… Even if you're coming to see us, you usually wouldn't come at this hour. It's not like you," Aren remarked.Sam chuckled as he guided Aren toward the living room. "I come when I feel like it. I don't need an appointment. You're making it sound like a scheduled event, like I'm her
Fiona said, "The author's name is Mindy Harrison. Mindy Harrison and Minnie Garrison… the names sound so similar."That was what initially drew Fiona's interest to the book. When she saw the author's name on the cover, she was completely taken aback.Aren sighed, evidently also drawn to the book for
Edith had dozens of such authors under her wing!"Wow! So that's how it works? Are those authors clueless? Doesn't selling the rights require the author's consent and signature?"Claire scoffed, "With all those contracts passing through your hands daily, have you never looked closely at the fine pri
At this time, Lionel had gone to school, and Mindy was home alone. Since returning from Elgerson, she had already outlined her new book, planning a horror novel centered on campus ghost stories. Miranda had called earlier, inviting them to attend the lab's opening ceremony, but both she and Lionel
"There's no need to keep up the act. Let's be direct. I've already signed with another publisher," Monday said.She continued, "'Seven Days,' the book you saw, was released through them, so I won't be renewing with you. Let's end things on good terms after ten years of working together.""Good terms
At Elgerson's Infinity Lab, Miranda stood at her station, rechecking the data for the third time.Sebastian and Madison exchanged a glance, feeling like something was definitely off."Miranda, did you not get enough rest last night? You seem distracted today," Madison asked.Miranda sighed. "I don't
Winston pressed play, and the recording began."Do you think Mrs. Jiver would sign all those famous authors for no reason? She wouldn't just hand out free money unless there was something to gain… "With those rights in hand, she can repackage them and make easy money… She doesn't need to notify the
"The things you've done have been posted online. Now, dozens of authors are joining forces to sue you! They already have more than enough evidence. If this goes to court, I can tell you clearly that we'll lose, without a doubt!" Winston scolded.Edith's eyes widened in shock. "H-How could this happe
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