LOGIN"Austin is beyond hope," Brooklyn huffed inwardly. Alex secretly glanced at his precious daughter. She had an exasperated expression on her beautiful face, her eyes practically rolling to the back of her head. He openly turned to look at his son, who was putting on a leather jacket, with a grin. F
The spacious manor fell into silence the moment Felix said, "Yes."Susan let out a bitter laugh. "You finally admitted it."Meanwhile, he remained quiet. She turned around stiffly, her spine so straight and taut that it looked like it could snap at any moment. "Since you can't forget her, then let'
In the years that followed, Susan accompanied Janice to various social gatherings and gradually broadened her horizons. Perhaps some people were just naturally gifted. Not only did Susan learn quickly, but she excelled at everything. When Paul was two, Janice passed away suddenly from a heart attac
No matter what Felix said or did over the past few days, Susan would always find a way to twist it and bring up Christine in the conversation. "How many times has this happened now? Why do you have to drag someone irrelevant into everything? Don't you know that we should let the dead rest in peace?
Alex wrapped his strong arms around Esme's slender waist, as if afraid she might run away. "I'm counting to five in my head," he said. "If you close the door during that time, I'll go downstairs and quietly get some water. But if you don't…""What are you going to do?""You tell me. What am I going
"But, I still think the way Ozzy sleeps is cuter," Alex said, trying to smooth things over. Esme's lips curved into a smile. "Would you dare say that in front of Brooke?""Of course. It's not like I said that she wasn't adorable."Esme didn't even know how to respond to that. When they returned to
Scott winced slightly from the pinch Heidi had given him but quickly composed himself.After clearing his throat, he said, "What I mean is, our son is old enough now, and it's only natural he'd start feeling things. After all, which young woman doesn't yearn for romance, and which young man doesn't
Paul asked, "Had lunch yet?""Not yet. You?" Miranda asked in return."Funny, neither have I."They then exchanged glances, and a quiet understanding settled between them. …20 minutes later, Paul and Miranda were sitting in a barbecue restaurant.The meat sizzled on the grill, releasing its delici
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
Paul thought for a moment. "The gray one."Miranda's eyes lit up—it was the same one she preferred!Paul signaled to the sales assistant. "I'll take this set. Please charge it to my card."As he changed back into his own clothes, Miranda pointed to his collar. "Here, it's not folded down."He tried







