ログイン## Chapter Fifty-Five: The Two WorldsJonathan sat at the head of the table surrounded by six senior executives at the Blake Holdings building. He was no longer wearing a worn-out hoodie or carrying a backpack. He wore a charcoal-grey suit tailored to his frame, a crisp white shirt, and a silk tie. His hair was brushed back, revealing the sharp expression he usually hid from the world.His Uncle Marcus sat to his right, leaning back with his arms crossed. Marcus didn't speak; he was there to watch his nephew take the lead."The Matthews Global quarterly report was released this morning," Jonathan said. He didn't look at his notes. He kept his eyes on the executives. "At first, they look like they are doing well. But if you look closely at their debts, you see the truth. They owe way too much money.""They have the Quinn merger to stabilize them, Mr. Blake," one of the older executives said. "Once that contract is signed, their valuation will jump. It will be much harder to move agains
The library was almost silent, the few remaining students were huddled at the far end of the floor, their backs turned. They were completely hidden in their shadow-drenched corner.Jonathan turned his gaze back to Lucy. His hand was still resting on her arm, his thumb tracing small circles against her skin. He didn't just lean in. He stopped, his face inches from hers, his eyes searching hers with a raw, quiet sincerity."Can I kiss you?" he asked. His voice was so low. Lucy didn't reply with words. She couldn't have found them if she tried. Instead, she leaned in, closing the small gap between them. When his lips finally met hers, the rest of the world simply evaporated.Jonathan’s mouth claimed hers slowly. His hand slid from her arm to the back of her neck, fingers threading into her hair as he tilted her head just enough to deepen the kiss. His lips were warm, soft yet insistent, moving against hers with a deliberate rhythm that made her stomach tighten and her toes curl.Lucy g
Lucy’s mother stood by the window, clutching her phone as if it were a lifeline. She looked at Lucy, her eyes red from crying, then dialed a number."Adrian? It’s Martha Quinn," her mother said, her voice trembling. "I am so sorry I didn't thank you properly at the hospital before you rushed off. Things were so chaotic, and I was in such a state... I just wanted to tell you that you are a godsend. We would be lost without you."Lucy sat stiffly in the plastic chair, her skin crawling. Adrian’s voice came through the speaker, it was completely different from the cold, threatening man who had just whispered in Lucy’s ear that he owned her."Please, Martha, don't apologize," Adrian said, his tone dripping with fake sincerity. "I understand completely. Family looks out for family. I’ve already arranged for a private nurse to arrive this evening so you can go home and be with Leo. You shouldn't have to handle this alone.""You are so kind, Adrian. Truly," Martha sobbed."I’ll check in toni
The lilies Adrian had given her were still sitting on the desk when Lucy returned to her room, their white petals beginning to curl at the edges. She walked to her bed and lay down, staring at the shadows moving across the ceiling.Her mind was far away from the flowers and the campus gossip. She was thinking about Jonathan. She imagined what it would feel like to walk into the university ballroom with him. In her mind, there were no cameras and no grand speeches. There was just the way he looked at her in the library and the steady warmth of his hand. She imagined dancing with him in a corner where no one could see them,she smiled slowly as she drifted into the fantasy.Her phone rang and shattered the silence.Lucy stood up and picked up the phone. "Lucy!" Her mother’s voice was a high, broken scream. "You have to come back! Your father—he was talking to me, and then his face just... he couldn't speak. He collapsed. They’ve taken him to emergency.""I’m coming, Mom. I’m coming righ
The heavy scent of the lilies followed Lucy around as she walked toward the library. She had left the massive bouquet in her dorm room, but the floral perfume seemed to have soaked into her sweater. The campus was still buzzing. Every time she passed a group of students, they stopped talking and stared at her. She kept her head down until she reached the arts department. She turned the corner and nearly walked straight into Jonathan. He was standing by a stone pillar with a stack of heavy books tucked under his arm. He looked up, and for a second, neither of them moved. The air between them suddenly felt very thin. Lucy felt heat rush to her face, her skin prickling with the memory of his apartment. In that moment, she remembered the way his hands had felt on her waist. She remembered the taste of him. Judging by the way Jonathan’s ears turned a deep, burning red, he was thinking about the exact same thing. "Hi," Lucy said. Her voice was barely a whisper. "Hey," Jonathan replie
Lucy woke up before her alarm went off. She lay perfectly still, staring at the ceiling. The memory of her conversation with Adrian yesterday still made her feel uneasy. She reached for her phone on the nightstand. She checked the hidden folder she had created. There was no new message from Jonathan, and she felt relieved but there was also this strange feeling of sadness. She put the phone back and sat up. She needed to talk to her mom. She walked into the small kitchen and dialed her mother’s number. It rang three times before her mother picked up."Lucy? Is everything okay? It's very early," her mother said. Her voice sounded tired but steady."I just wanted to check in, Mom," Lucy whispered, leaning against the counter. "How is he doing this morning? Did the doctors say anything new?""Actually, the news is a bit better today," her mother said, and Lucy could hear a small smile in her tone. "His vitals stabilized overnight. The nurse said his heart rate is more regular than it w
The atmosphere in the small apartment remained tense, despite the cool rain outside. Jonathan seemed to realize he had pushed too far. He saw the way her lip trembled, the way her eyes searched his for a lie she couldn't find. He sighed in frustration and ran a hand through his damp hair."I’m goin
The ride ended in a narrow alleyway behind a row of old brick buildings. Jonathan put off the engine. "We’re here," he said, his voice raspy.Lucy came down with shaky legs, her knees nearly buckling. Jonathan caught her by the elbow, steadying her as he led her toward a heavy steel door. He fumbl
Lucy barely felt the cold morning air, as Adrian dragged her to the administrative courtyard. His grip on her upper arm was extremely tight, his fingers digging into the soft skin just above where her bruise was starting to turn yellow. Zoe followed a few paces behind, pretending to be worried. "A
The ride home from the Matthews estate was quiet. Adrian was already tipsy from drinking too much wine. He kept his hand on Lucy’s thigh, his thumb stroking the red silk of the dress Zoe had picked out. Lucy sat still staring out at the blurred streetlights, feeling the cold night air from the wind







