Under the setting sun, two figures stood beside a sleek black luxury car, their movements subtly intimate from the angle where a hidden observer watched intently. This person, lurking in the shadows, was determined to capture any valuable information.Marah had tracked Adela to her residence today. Ever since she discovered that Adela was the woman from Layson's past five years ago, Marah had spent money to investigate Adela's background, learning that she had once lived in New York.Her eyes cold and her fists clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palms, Marah had come with the intention of confronting Adela. She wanted to declare her love for Layson and demand that Adela step aside. But upon arriving at Adela's home, she hesitated, realizing she had no right to make such demands.Just as she was about to leave, she noticed a car from the Norman family parked at the corner. It wasn’t Layson’s car, but Dexter’s. Moments later, Dexter and Adela stepped out of the vehicle. Mar
In LA, the chandelier in the private room cast a bright light over the scene. The atmosphere was thick with the smell of alcohol and the sound of clinking glasses. This was a typical business dinner, filled with politicians and influential figures all vying for Layson Norman's favor."Mr. Norman, you're the most renowned businessman in New York. To achieve such success at such a young age is truly admirable. I toast to you!" A portly man raised his glass toward Layson, who sat expressionless throughout the evening. Layson picked up his glass and downed the drink in one go, offering no words in response. The man stood awkwardly for a moment before sitting back down, forcing a smile.The dinner dragged on, with people continuously trying to engage Layson in conversation. Yet, he remained silent, his face dark and unreadable. He drank every toast offered to him, but his demeanor was cold and distant. Everyone found his behavior strange, but no one dared to confront him. The fact that he
Adela sat on the couch in her dimly lit living room, her fingers lightly touching her still-warm lips. The taste of Layson lingered, leaving her heart in a state of confusion. She hadn’t turned on the lights, and the shadows around her mirrored the haziness in her mind. Last night’s events replayed in her head—Layson’s sudden appearance, his forceful kiss, and the way he had left without a word. Despite the chaos, there was a fleeting moment where Adela had felt something she couldn’t quite name.By the time dawn broke, Adela was still sitting on the couch, unable to bring herself to return to bed. The past two days had been a whirlwind of emotions, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that her life was spiraling out of control. As sunlight filtered into the room, the shadows receded, and Adela finally took in her surroundings, her thoughts still tangled.Meanwhile, Layson had also spent the night awake. His car had remained parked outside Adela’s apartment complex, the engine silent as
Marah had returned home yesterday, only to hear Ralph excitedly telling everyone about his day at the amusement park with his "mom." No matter where she went, it seemed Adela was always there, stealing the spotlight. Frustrated, Marah pulled out her phone and looked at the photos she had taken of Adela and Dexter. She was consumed by jealousy—Adela not only had Layson's attention but also seemed close to Dexter.Marah had always wanted to be the center of attention, but Adela's presence overshadowed her at every turn. Despite living in the Norman household, Marah felt invisible compared to Adela, who had never even set foot in the house yet seemed to dominate everyone's thoughts.When Marah saw Layson storming into the house this morning, she knew it was because he had found out about Dexter and Adela spending time together. She hid outside the door, eavesdropping, trying to understand what made Adela so special that she could cause such a rift between the two brothers.In her jealous
Marah walked for what felt like hours, her energy completely drained. Sweat drenched her hair, and her once meticulously applied makeup was now smudged and ruined. Her eyes were vacant, her mind a whirlwind of emotions. She had been foolish to believe that Layson might show her even a hint of kindness. He had never paid her any attention, yet he had gone out of his way to confront her because of Adela."Adela, you're really something! Hahaha... really something!" Marah laughed bitterly, her voice echoing in the empty wilderness.Her disheveled hair fluttered in the wind, and her sunburned face had a haunting, almost tragic beauty. But her beauty had always gone unnoticed. Her once bright eyes now darkened with resentment. In this desolate place, Marah's hatred for Adela grew deeper—not just because of Layson, but also because of the years of neglect and humiliation she had endured in the Norman household.……Meanwhile, in the Walton family, things were far from peaceful. Liam Walton h
The red light above the operating room continued to glow, casting an eerie hue over the silent hallway. Evelyn sat on a chair, her hands resting on her belly, her mind replaying the horrifying moment when Old Mr. Walton had tumbled down the stairs. She was still in shock, her heart racing as she tried to steady her breathing.Layson stood nearby, having just finished a call with the hospital director. He glanced at Evelyn, who looked pale and shaken. It was fortunate that he had been at the hospital today; otherwise, Evelyn would have been left to face this crisis alone. He walked over to her, his presence a small comfort in the tense atmosphere."Don't worry too much. The director is in the operating room. He'll be fine," Layson said, his voice calm and reassuring.Evelyn looked up at him, her eyes filled with gratitude. She nodded slightly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you."The hallway was eerily quiet, the only sounds being their breathing and the faint hum of the hosp
In the vast, quiet office space, the presence of the two individuals seemed almost insignificant. Layson stood silently in front of Adela, observing her as she worked. He had never seen her in the midst of creation before. Strands of hair fell loosely by her ears, framing her focused expression. Layson felt an unfamiliar itch in his throat as he watched her, eventually reaching out to tap lightly on her desk.Startled, Adela looked up, her eyes widening in surprise. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice a mix of confusion and apprehension.Layson's expression remained unreadable. "The Walton family is in trouble. I came to pick you up."Adela's eyes widened further, her mind struggling to process his words. She hadn't heard anything about the Walton family recently. Despite her reluctance to return to the family, she knew they cared deeply for her. She had only met Liam and Evelyn, but their kindness had made it clear that they were giving her time to adjust."What happened?
The air in the hospital room was warmer than outside. The only sound in the room was the hum of the humidifier. Adela stood by the bedside, unsure of how she was feeling. She kept rubbing her purse nervously, her eyes staring blankly, filled with an inexplicable sense of unfamiliarity.“Do you think he’ll wake up?” Adela asked softly.Even though she didn’t feel any special attachment to this relative, the situation felt heavy. Meeting him for the first time like this left her feeling strangely emotional.“The doctor said we just have to wait,” Liam replied, standing beside her. This might be his biggest regret – bringing Adela here to meet her relative under these circumstances. He glanced at her, sensing that she still wasn’t ready to accept it. He unconsciously squeezed her hand, understanding her inner conflict.They stayed at the hospital until 10 PM, and Mr. Walton still hadn't woken up. Layson also stayed with Adela, sitting by her side, occasionally talking with Liam. Layson n
Adela’s first instinct was honestly to get rid of the baby.For one, she and Layson weren’t married yet—she was just his publicly acknowledged girlfriend. And having a child out of wedlock was still something she hadn’t fully come to terms with.She wasn’t ready to go through that kind of thing again.What she feared even more was if Layson decided to propose just because she was pregnant. They were still working through their relationship. Getting married for the baby wasn’t the future she wanted.Layson’s grip on her arm tightened. She looked up at him, her voice barely hiding a trace of sorrow. “Can you just give me a couple of days to think about it?”That one line cut through Layson like a knife.He didn’t understand. Their relationship had been solid. Why was Adela so unwilling to have a child with him? Did it mean she never intended to, even after marriage?That thought hit him like a chain around his neck, tightening with every second.He held her close but didn’t say a word.
Lily’s mind was all over the place. She stared at the man in front of her, someone who seemed almost god-like, then finally dropped her gaze and whispered, “It wasn’t her who told me to do it.”Even Barnes was shocked.“Lily, seriously? You’re telling me you came up with all that on your own? That’s wild.”He looked at her with exasperation. Honestly, he couldn’t understand what kind of dark magic Marah had over people. First Richard, now Lily—they both let themselves be used like pawns.But Lily spoke again, this time even firmer. “I did everything. It was me alone.”Layson, holding Adela in his arms, didn’t move. He just stared coldly at the woman kneeling on the floor. “Why?”Lily bit back her pain, slowly raised her head, and looked at him with a bitter, broken smile. “Because I was jealous. Why does she get to be by your side? Why won’t you even look at me? I miss you so much, it’s driven me insane. The only way I could see you... was through Adela.”The room fell into heavy sile
Cici was buzzing with excitement as she got home from work on Friday. The weekend was finally here! She fired up her computer and dove into a game, but something felt off—like she was missing something important.From the kitchen, her mom hollered, “Are you just gonna sit there playing all day? Come help out!”Cici grumbled and stepped out of her room. Her little brother darted out of his own room, hand outstretched.“Gimme your phone! Your game account's way better—I need to crush my classmates this time.”She rummaged through her bag and realized her phone was missing. Panic set in—so many accounts were linked to that phone.Ignoring her mom’s yelling, she dashed out to check the car. Still no sign of it. Desperate, she drove back to the office. The place was empty, but there it was—her phone, lying quietly on her desk.“Thank goodness,” she sighed in relief. She unlocked it with a quick Z-pattern swipe and checked for missed calls. Nothing. She pocketed the phone, turned off the li
Juliet walked over with a glass of red wine and smiled sweetly at Layson. “Mr. Norman, since you’re already here, why not stay a bit longer?”Adela glanced at Juliet, speechless. What was this woman, some kind of wine-serving hostess?Carl was staring straight at her, making her feel uncomfortable all over. Adela had no clue what was going through his mind, but she didn’t want to stir up any drama and was ready to decline whatever he had in mind.Then Mia suddenly spoke up. “Your grandma gets a bunch of jewelry every year for her birthday. You sure you wanna give her another piece?”She was asking Carl, but her eyes were locked on Adela.Adela tightened her grip on Layson’s hand. His warm, dry touch grounded her instantly.She looked up at Carl. He took a sip from his glass, lazy and casual, then tilted his head toward Mia and said, “My grandma dotes on me. Doesn’t matter what I give her, she’ll love it. Don’t you think?”Mia bit her lip, clearly caught off guard. She looked flustered
For a moment, a flicker of awkwardness flashed across Gina’s face, but she quickly returned to her usual flirtatious charm.She let go of the man’s arm with a lazy smile and said, “You're a guest, Adela. No need to be shy. I heard from Gina you two are good friends.”Adela frowned. She really couldn’t understand all the scheming behind these people’s fake smiles.Gina pulled her aside and handed her a glass of juice. “There’s still time before you have to head back to work. You came here to deliver the design draft for me, so I’m sure you’ve already told your company. Don’t worry.”The guy with the punk outfit also came over. He seemed to enjoy sticking close to Adela, and no one even batted an eye at it.He raised a cocktail glass and clinked it against her juice. “I’m Zach. Nice to meet you.”Adela figured she wouldn’t be getting out of here easily, so she just nodded politely. “Adela. Nice to meet you.”“I already know who you are,” Zach grinned as he set his drink down and rested
Gina drove like she had something to prove. A few sharp brakes later, Adela was already feeling a bit nauseous. She’d gotten used to Layson’s steady, smooth driving—anyone else behind the wheel just didn’t feel right anymore.“That girl back there—your friend?” Gina glanced over at Adela in the passenger seat, a little too casually.Adela really wished she’d focus on the road instead of looking around like that. It was dangerous.“She’s not a friend. Just someone I know,” Adela replied coolly after a beat.Gina didn’t seem to mind her tone and just kept talking.It was mostly Gina chatting the whole way, and Adela occasionally tossing in a single-word reply. But Gina’s enthusiasm didn’t waver a bit.In less than twenty minutes, they pulled up to a lavish-looking villa. Adela followed Gina in, watching her ring the bell. A housekeeper answered and led them upstairs.They stepped into a massive rooftop lounge—easily over 5,000 square feet—with everything from arcade machines to karaoke.
Thanks to the recent jewelry showcase, Adela was finally starting to make a name for herself in the American jewelry design scene.Now, when the media mentioned her, they didn’t just refer to her as Layson’s girlfriend anymore—she was officially a rising young jewelry designer.But Layson? He hadn’t been in a great mood the past couple of days.Ever since they came back from the showcase, he’d been brooding. Adela had lived with him long enough to tell when something was off, even if he didn’t say a word. His moods weren’t exactly subtle.That night, she curled up next to him on the couch, resting her head on his shoulder while they watched an old movie from over a decade ago.Because of work, they barely had time to go to the movies together, so when they could squeeze it in at home, Layson always tried to make time for it.The room was quiet except for the dialogue from the screen. Adela tilted her head, looking at him. He was obviously in a funk, but he was still sitting there with
The gown Adela had hung up last night was still in the same position. Only now, it was covered in long, jagged slashes—visible to the naked eye.She heard Evelyn calling her name from behind, but she felt like she was submerged in ice-cold water, barely able to breathe. Her hand was frozen in place before the wardrobe, body rooted to the ground like she’d been nailed there.Evelyn waited a while and, not getting a response, rushed over. When she looked up and saw the destroyed dresses, she gasped in shock.Their commotion drew others over, including the event organizer, who came to check in. The second he saw the ruined gown, his expression turned pitch-black.“Who did this?! Get them out here—now!” the man exploded. In a matter of seconds, he was cursing nonstop, not even repeating a single word.Adela was supposed to be the final showstopper of the night. Her gown getting trashed? That was a massive slap in the face to the organizers.Evelyn was the first to recover. She immediately
Adela had been busy for days—trying on gowns, learning to walk the runway, practicing expressions and stage presence. She was basically training like a pro model.Normally, Layson would just drop her off and leave, but today, he happened to run into Liam Walton at the venue. He wasn’t too busy, so he decided to tag along.“Layson, you probably don’t know this yet,” Liam said, grinning. “The gown Adela’s wearing for the runway? It’s from Evelyn’s studio.”That actually surprised Layson.Barnes, ever the well-timed assistant, added, “This show’s a big deal in the jewelry world. Evelyn’s studio collaborating on this is proof of their talent.”Liam had heard tons of compliments before, but coming from Barnes? That hit different—because everyone knew Barnes usually spoke on behalf of Layson.He grinned ear to ear, looking proud as hell, like his wife had just won an Olympic gold. Meanwhile, Layson looked completely uninterested in the bragging. Instead, he walked straight toward Adela’s dr