LOGINThe lobby’s glow softened into evening shadows, and the air felt heavier with each word exchanged.Yan’s smile lingered, his tone smooth. “It seems Lee Group has grown even more formidable. I expected nothing less from you, William.”Liam’s reply was clipped, precise. “Formidable is necessary. Weakness has no place here.”Jacyn shifted slightly, her hands folding together in front of her. She sensed the sharpness in Liam’s words, though she didn’t understand why. To her, it was just business talk — two men measuring each other with polite phrases.Yan’s gaze returned to her, warm and curious. “And you, Miss Jacyn… you must be adjusting well. It’s rare to see someone bring light into this building.”Jacyn offered a polite smile, nothing more. Why does he speak as if he knows me? She didn’t care for his familiarity, nor the way his eyes lingered. Her attention drifted back to Liam, the only person whose words mattered.Liam’s hand brushed hers again, steadying her. His voice was calm, b
The morning light was softer than usual when Jacyn stepped into the Lee Group headquarters beside Liam. The building’s glass façade shimmered, reflecting the city’s pulse, but inside it was all hushed voices and hurried footsteps.Employees bowed slightly as Liam passed, their eyes lowered, their movements sharp. He was cold to them, his expression unreadable, his tone clipped. Yet when Jacyn glanced up at him, his gaze softened, and he slowed his stride to match hers.She leaned closer, whispering with a grin. “Do they always look like they’re about to faint when you walk by?”“They should,” Liam replied dryly. “Keeps them efficient.”Jacyn giggled, the sound light in the sterile lobby. A few startled looks followed, but Liam’s lips curved faintly — the smallest smile reserved only for her.Jawn Ng was already waiting when they entered Liam’s office, a neat stack of files in his hands. He bowed slightly, his tone brisk. “Good morning, Young Master Lee. The reports from the finance di
The morning sun spilled softly through the tall windows, painting the kitchen in gold. Jacyn leaned against the counter, still in Liam’s shirt, sipping juice with a mischievous smile. Her hair was loose, her bare feet tapped lightly against the tiled floor. Liam watched her from across the room, amused, as if she had turned his orderly world upside down.“Get dressed,” he said, folding his newspaper with deliberate precision. “We’re going out.”Jacyn tilted her head, her eyes narrowing playfully. “Out? Where?”“You’ll see,” he replied, his tone deliberately vague.She smirked. “You’re terrible at surprises. You always look smug when you’re hiding something.”“Maybe I am smug,” he said, sipping his coffee. “But you’ll thank me later.”Jacyn rolled her eyes, but her smile lingered.An hour later, Jacyn found herself walking beside Liam through a quiet shopping district. The air was lighter here, filled with the scent of fresh bread and flowers from the stalls. The cobblestones echoed so
The gala had ended, but its echoes lingered in Jacyn’s chest. The house was quiet now, the kind of silence that felt heavy after hours of music and chatter. She curled up on the sofa in Liam’s study, her heels abandoned on the floor, her gown pooling around her like spilled silk.The door opened softly. Liam stepped in, not with wine, but with two steaming mugs of hot chocolate.Jacyn blinked, surprised. “Hot chocolate? After a gala?”He smirked, setting one mug in front of her. “You looked like you needed comfort, not champagne.”She rolled her eyes but smiled, wrapping her hands around the warm porcelain. The first sip was rich, sweet, and unexpectedly grounding. For a moment, she felt like a child again — safe, cared for.Her gaze drifted to Liam, and then, like a whisper, a memory stirred. A boy’s laughter. A hand reaching for hers in a sunlit garden. Liam’s face, younger, softer, before the years had sharpened him into the man beside her.Her breath caught. I knew him… before eve
The doors opened with a soft sigh, and Liam guided Jacyn outside. The sudden coolness of the night air brushed against her skin, chasing away the heavy warmth of the ballroom. She gripped the railing, staring at the city lights scattered below like fallen stars.For a moment, neither of them spoke. The silence wasn’t awkward — it was grounding. Jacyn let out a shaky breath, her voice trembling but steady.“When you said I wasn’t alone…” She paused, swallowing hard. “It meant more than you know. I’ve carried so much shame from Lou Group. Tonight, for the first time, I felt like I belonged again.”Liam turned toward her, his gaze steady, tender. He reached up, brushing a loose strand of hair from her cheek with a gentleness that made her chest ache. “You’ve always belonged. It’s the world that failed to see it. My only wish is that you see yourself the way I see you.”Her chest tightened. Heat rose to her cheeks, and she laughed softly, almost shy, trying to break the tension. “Careful,
On Friday evening, Jacyn stood before the mirror again, the sapphire gown hugging her frame. Her hair was styled simply, her makeup light but elegant. She barely recognized herself.Liam appeared at her door in a sharp black suit. His eyes swept over her, lingering longer than usual. For a moment, silence stretched between them.“You look…” He paused, then smiled faintly. “Ready.”Jacyn raised an eyebrow. “That’s all you’re going to say? Ready?”He smirked. “If I say more, you’ll accuse me of flattering you.”She rolled her eyes, but her cheeks warmed. “You’re impossible.”As they stepped into the car, Jacyn adjusted the necklace nervously. Liam noticed and leaned closer. “Relax. You’ve faced worse.”She gave him a sideways glance. “Like relay races and tug-of-war?”He chuckled. “Exactly. If you can survive that, you can survive a gala.”Jacyn laughed, the tension easing. The car glided through the city lights, carrying them toward the grand ballroom where reputations were built and d
“Someone’s following us, young miss.” Uncle Shan warned her, while he glimpsed at the rearview mirror from time to time. “Look at that white van, since we passed by the crossroad, it's already tailing us."Jacyn looked back and saw a white van in the distance. It was early in the morning and there we
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"We're here, Jace." Liam's husky voice woke her up from her trance. She didn't realize that they were now in front of the restaurant. " What were you thinking?" He said while looking at her gently."Uhmm.. no-nothing." She shook her head, denying that she's in a deep thought."Are you sure?" He looked
"What's my schedule for the day, Miss Lin?" Jacyn asked as she entered her office. She sighed as she saw piles of documents on her table. She just arrived and now, she's expecting a full packed day. Her work load seemed to have increased lately since the movie audition. She thought that it had somet







