LOGINLucien arrived at Cubano Suite exactly five minutes before one o'clock.The building stood tall and quiet.After getting out of his car, he walked inside calmly.The receptionist was already waiting for him."Mr. Calderwood?" she asked politely.Lucien nodded."The guest is waiting for you. This way, please."Lucien followed her through a private hallway.A few moments later, she stopped in front of a door."He's inside."Lucien nodded once, and the receptionist left.For a brief moment, Lucien stared at the door.Then he pushed it open.The room was spacious and silent.Paul sat near the window with a cup of coffee in front of him.The moment he saw Lucien enter, a smile appeared on his face."You are here," he said softly as though all was well.Of course, for him, all was well. Nothing in this world could shake him. He had seen worse and survived it.Lucien closed the door behind him."You asked to meet."Paul gestured toward the seat opposite him."Sit."Lucien walked over and sat
The next day.Lucien sat inside his office.Several documents were spread across his desk, but his attention was not on any of them.His thoughts kept returning to the accident and Paul.His instincts told him that Paul wasn't innocent, yet he still lacked the proof he needed.A knock came from the door."Come in."The door opened and Evans walked inside.Lucien looked up slightly."What are you doing here?" he asked, surprised to see him.They hadn't talked for some time now as both of them had been busy with their companies.Evans closed the door behind him and sat down without waiting to be invited."Harris told me what happened," Evans said. Then his face became unhappy. "I can't believe you didn't tell me something like that happened."Lucien immediately knew what he was referring to."I just wanted to keep it to myself until I'm certain of the truth," he replied softly.He was that kind of person. In a case like this, he didn't like involving people until he was certain and ever
A few minutes later, the sound stopped. The bathroom door opened slowly. Elowen stepped out with a towel wrapped around her damp hair. She wore a simple nightdress, and her cheeks were slightly pink from the warm bath. Lucien lifted his eyes and looked at her. His gaze softened instantly. Elowen noticed it and smiled. "What?" she asked, walking toward the dressing table. Lucien did not answer immediately. His eyes followed her movements quietly. "Nothing," he finally said. Elowen laughed softly. "But your eyes said otherwise." "You shouldn't have asked them, since you already know," Lucien said with a smile. Elowen glanced at him briefly and teased, "Why does this sound familiar?" Lucien understood what she meant. "That's definitely something my wife says most of the time." Elowen used that sentence often. "I see." Elowen nodded in understanding. "I would love to meet your wife though." Lucien stared at her back for a second. "Stop playing around and come he
Paul froze.The note remained in his hand.For a long moment, he did not move. His eyes stayed fixed on the sentence written in red ink.'Don't think I don't know it's you.'The room suddenly felt colder.His breathing became uneven."No..." he muttered quietly.His fingers tightened around the paper.Who had put it there?The note had not been in his coat before he left the house.Which meant someone had slipped it into his pocket while he was at Calderwood Mansion.Paul's face darkened.His mind immediately went back to the people he had met there."Josephine?"He shook his head. It couldn't be her.She was too innocent to have noticed anything, and that was one of the reasons he had loved her so deeply."Mitchell..."He whispered her name, but quickly dismissed the thought. She had barely paid attention to their conversation.Then another face appeared in his mind."Lucien."His jaw tightened.The young man had been watching him from the very beginning.Paul slowly lowered himself
Paul and Janet left Calderwood mansion.The car ride felt different from before.Janet kept stealing glances at him, but Paul didn't speak. His eyes stayed fixed outside the window in the distance as though something was on his mind and clearly his mind was somewhere else.In her mind, Janet kept replaying the way he had looked at Josephine.She shouldn't feel hurt as she knew. It had always been like that. A kind of softness he never showed anywhere else, not even to her, his wife.When they got home, Janet got out of the car first.Paul followed slowly.Neither of them spoke until they entered the house.The door closed behind them with a soft click.That sound broke something in Janet.She turned immediately. “Paul”He paused. “What?”“You were different today,” Janet's voice was calm but there was tension in it.Paul sighed slightly, removing his jacket. “I'm tired, Janet”“No,” Janet quickly said, stepping closer. “Don't do that. Don't dismiss it.”Paul stopped moving but his fac
The atmosphere inside the study remained heavy for a while.Nobody spoke.The truth had shaken all of them.Mitchell sat quietly beside Harris, her eyes still red from crying.Lucien stood by the window, staring outside. His thoughts were restless. The photographs, the note, the attack, everything was spinning inside his head.Then once again, his mind drifted to Paul downstairs.His eyes narrowed slightly. The strange feeling he had gotten from the man returned. It wasn't something he could explain. It was just there.A quiet feeling sitting at the back of his mind.Lucien straightened his shirt and turned to Mitchell and Harris."I'll head downstairs," he said as he walked toward the door.Mitchell frowned immediately."That's all?" she asked.Lucien nodded. "For now."There was nothing else he could tell them. Not when he himself still didn't know who was behind everything.Mitchell and Harris exchanged glances before standing up as well. They followed him out of the study.The th
“Miss Elowen!” Cecelia’s voice rang sharply through the air as she hurried toward her.Her cry snapped everyone out of their shock.A loud gasp swept through the entire filming location.“Miss Rachel!” someone shouted in alarm.“Call the medics!” another voice yelled as panic exploded across the se
Two hours later.Inside Elowen’s hospital room.“I don’t want to eat again. I’m full, Lucien,” Elowen said softly, shaking her head slightly as Lucien scooped another spoon of porridge toward her mouth.She was leaning back against the headboard of the bed. Even though she had told him many times t
Elowen slowly turned her head back to see who had spoken.She saw that it was Jessica, Rachel’s assistant. Jessica was standing a few steps behind her, looking at her with irritation and open dislike.Elowen quietly turned her face away again. She did not want to engage with her.“I didn’t expect y
At the Jones Mansion.Adrian walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, little drops of water dripping from his hair down to his chest. He had just returned from work and taken his bath. His body looked tired, and his face showed no emotion.“Adrian,” a sweet voice called jus







