Priscilla propped herself up and sat upright. The muscular man lying beside her handed her a robe, which she draped over her shoulders.The man holding the phone kept it pressed to her ear. Her caramel-colored hair cascaded over her shoulders. Her striking beauty radiated an effortless charm even without makeup."Impossible! Wasn't her framework supposed to be the optimal solution based on our initial calculations?""Elara's work… It's too advanced. With eight thousand GPUs running simultaneously, we don't even know which stage to adjust. The junk data we've generated has already maxed out the memory."Figuring out which parts to clear to keep the framework running will require a massive amount of manpower and resources to sift through."Priscilla exhaled impatiently. "Speak plainly!"The voice on the phone continued, "We can't handle the framework Elara provided. If we activate the fail-safe mechanism by 10:00 am and switch to the backup framework, we'll lose an estimated 100 mi
Shirley's mother, naturally aware of the situation, added, "The teacher originally planned to find an older boy from the elementary school to help."But even if they chose a second-grade boy, mastering the lift while maintaining grace would take a lot of practice. Just keeping the boy's arms steady and firm would require significant effort.Shirley's mother, Tilly Greene, smiled and said, "In the end, your daughter couldn't stand it anymore. She said she and the other kids often practiced this move, and she could lift Paisley and spin her multiple times without getting tired."Elara's lips curved into a smile. Tilly had once been the lead dancer of the Capitol Ballet Troupe.The school's dance teacher, though also a professional dancer, paled in comparison to Tilly's achievements in the industry. So, when Class 1B was rehearsing their dance, the teacher often invited Tilly to provide guidance.Elara asked, "Was it your decision to let Merida handle the lift?"After all, such move
The dance teacher, Darcie Roman, had spoken to Elara a few days earlier. Elara had gotten her number from Bridget and called to discuss Merida's situation.She had explicitly asked Darcie not to body-shame the children, but the response over the phone had been dismissive and perfunctory.Afterward, Elara reached out to Tilly, who was assisting with the dance performance. Hearing Tilly praise Merida's performance had eased half of Elara's worries.But now, Merida hung her head upon hearing Darcie's words, knowing she was at fault. Her chubby fingers clutched at Elara's clothes. Elara glanced at her daughter and felt her heart aching for her."Ms. Roman, this stage accident happened because the floorboards are old and cracked. This stage has been in use for over 20 years. Look at these holes in the wood—it's clear the boards are infested with termites."The priority now is to repair the stage floor to prevent similar accidents from happening again."Before Elara could finish, Darci
The busy tone echoed in Priscilla's ears, and her expression visibly cracked. She turned her head, staring at her phone in disbelief.Did Elara just hang up on her? How could that be? No one had ever dared to hang up on her before.Priscilla refused to believe it. Maybe Elara had accidentally declined the call. There was no way Elara would actually do such a thing!She dialed Elara's number again, this time putting the call on speakerphone. Everyone in the room turned their attention to Priscilla's phone while holding their breath.But as the seconds ticked by, the call remained unanswered. Priscilla's hand that was holding the phone began to tremble slightly.The atmosphere in the room grew tense, and an awkward silence spread among the onlookers."The number you have dialed is not answering. Please try again later." The emotionless automated voice rang out from Priscilla's phone.Someone spoke up, "Ms. Jones might be busy right now.""Ms. Price, let me reach out to Ms. Jones.
Some parents remained seated, staying out of the argument. They quietly edited the videos they had just recorded and uploaded them online."If Merida doesn't want to quit, then let her embarrass herself on stage.""The audience's eyes are sharp! If she drags my daughter's performance down, I'll make sure she's drowned in online criticism!"The seated parents whispered among themselves."Mommy," Merida called out softly to Elara, who took her chubby little hand in hers.Merida bit her lower lip as her other hand rested on her chest, fingers lightly clutching the crystal decorations on her costume. Her eyes were misty, and the corners glistened with unshed tears."I… I'll just quit!"Merida had made up her mind. When she put on the costume, many of the other children had secretly laughed at her.She asked why they were laughing, and they told her it was because she was fat.She didn't think she was fat—she thought she was just fine. But when she made mistakes on stage, she began
Elara looked at Rosalie, fully aware of the scheme she was plotting. Their eyes met, and the air between them crackled with tension, as if sparks were about to ignite.Back in the Fisher family, Rosalie had never been kind to Elara. In the past, Elara had deliberately avoided her for the sake of family harmony. Yet even now, Rosalie was still targeting her.A soft chuckle escaped Elara's throat. Prejudice was like an insurmountable mountain in people's hearts, and the wealthier they were, the more they feared outsiders.Rosalie, like Harvey, looked down on her from the bottom of her heart. From the moment Elara married into the Fisher family, Rosalie had been waiting for the day she would be kicked out."Elara, you'd better hurry and talk to the school administration. If you're too late and the program list is finalized, you won't be able to add Merida's name." Rosalie's lips curled into a smile as she said this, but it didn't reach her eyes.Suddenly, as if remembering something,
Elara, standing on the stage, was also stunned. Meanwhile, Rosalie's eyes widened in shock. She raised a trembling hand to touch her face.When she felt the swelling on her cheek, it was as if thousands of needles, finer than hair, were piercing her skin, threatening to tear it apart.Only then did Rosalie realize—she had been slapped!"Why did you hit me?" Rosalie screamed.Priscilla smiled, the corners of her eyes lifting as her long lashes fluttered like the wings of a butterfly about to take flight."Not only will I hit you, but I'll also drill a hole in your head to clear out the sewage coming out of your mouth!"Priscilla stood at nearly 5'8", and with her six-inch-tall heels, Rosalie looked like a dwarf next to her.She raised her hand, pointing at Rosalie's head. But fearing another slap, Rosalie quickly covered her head with her hands."Don't think that just because you don't say it outright, no one knows what filthy thoughts are in your head! Throwing shade is easy, b
When Rosalie first saw Priscilla, the only word that came to mind was "stunning". The woman before her was tall and elegant, with a petite, exquisitely sculpted face and thick, lustrous hair. Few people could leave such a striking impression with just their appearance."I don't care which student's parent you are. If you dare hit a teacher, I'll report you to the school administration!" Darcie snapped coldly.The surname "Price" wasn't common, and she couldn't recall teaching any student with that name.Her eyes darted between Priscilla and Elara's faces. Honestly, if Priscilla didn't look so young, Darcie might have actually believed she was Elara's mother.Rosalie, with her cheeks still swollen, forced a flattering smile at Priscilla. She looked like a squirrel with its cheeks stuffed full of nuts."Ms. Price, I really didn't mean it that way…"Seeing the cold glint in Priscilla's sharp eyes, Rosalie shivered and immediately slapped her own face."It's my fault! I spoke withou
Theodore was truly a frightening man! Yet Elara didn't find this off-putting.Wasn't this exactly the sort of thing he would do? She had sensed this man's calculated advances from the moment he began appearing frequently in her life.Soon, Cassie left, and Elara sat in her office chair, moving back slightly."You can come out now," she commanded.Her voice had regained its composure. "You should have recovered by now, right, Mr. Snapp?"Theodore emerged from under the desk, which had been relatively cramped for someone of his size. He blinked at her, his eyes brimming with amusement as he asked, "Was that fun?""I almost fell for you," Elara blurted out, her voice carrying a more teasing tone.The man looked slightly disappointed. "So, you didn't fall for me after all?"Persistent, he leaned forward and lowered his voice to ask, "Did it feel good when you touched me earlier?"Elara's bright eyes sparkled with light as she had to admit, "I didn't expect you'd feel so nice to to
If one word could describe Theodore, it would be "insatiable!"The spasms emanating from Elara's abdomen made her aware of the unusual sensations in her body. In the warm early summer afternoon, even the air in the office seemed to grow heavy and humid.She felt as if an electric current had struck her, sending a tingling sensation up from the base of her spine. Her lips parted slightly, and she couldn't help but feel an intense curiosity about Theodore."Why would someone like you be interested in someone like me?" Elara's voice fell from above him."Hmm? Someone like me? What kind of person am I?"Theodore looked up at her with an expression that seemed completely vulnerable, as if offering himself to be commanded by her.Seated in her office chair, Elara lowered her gaze. As she looked down at this man, a strange and subtle thrill arose in her chest.She finally understood what it meant to gaze down from a position of power. It felt as though butterflies were dancing wildly i
Harvey was annoyed by Ethel's interference in his love life. Elara's decision to divorce him undoubtedly had something to do with Ethel's meddling."I recall that Uncle Leonard has been looking after the Shelton family. Didn't the Sheltons' daughter go abroad to study with Uncle Leonard's letter of recommendation?" Harvey asked."That's ancient history," Ethel replied. "I hear she has done quite well for herself in Melcina. She's returned and taken a position at Quantum Tech under Price Nation."Harvey was about to leave, but he stopped in his tracks when he heard a certain phrase from Ethel."What position does Ms. Shelton hold at Quantum Tech?"Ethel was delighted—Harvey was showing interest in Angie.She described enthusiastically, "I heard she's highly regarded by Priscilla. Since she's joined Quantum Tech, she must be in a top position.""Isn't Elara the one in charge?" Harvey thought. He quickly realized this meant Elara's position at Quantum Tech wasn't secure.Harvey re
Perhaps it was because he had spent recent days shoveling manure for fertilizer, cleaning pigpens, and herding cattle and sheep, but Harvey's germaphobia seemed to have been cured.He crouched down and began searching through the pile of garbage.Seeing Beau standing idly nearby, he sternly commanded, "What are you standing around for? Help me look! If we don't find the stethoscope, you won't be eating dinner!"Beau finally understood the gravity of the situation. With fear and trepidation in his heart, he looked at the garbage scattered on the ground with a miserable expression."Daddy, can I at least have a pair of gloves?""Look!" Harvey roared. "If we don't find it, I'll throw you in the trash can!"For the first time, he had completely lost patience with his son. Flames seemed to shoot from his eyes, and the features of his face were tense and sharp.Beau trembled, held his breath, and crouched down. With a disgusted expression, he began searching through the garbage while
Harvey froze in shock. He pulled back the covers, finding nothing on the bed. He spun around and darted out of his room, leaving a sharp, cold breeze in his wake.Outside his room stood a bodyguard assigned by Leonard. Harvey then grabbed the bodyguard by the collar."Where's my stethoscope? Who told you to touch my stethoscope?" he demanded.The bodyguard was bewildered. He gripped Harvey's hand in displeasure. "Mr. Fisher, please calm down. I don't know what you're talking about."Hostility flashed in Harvey's eyes as he breathed heavily and questioned, "My stethoscope that I put under my pillow—who took it?"The bodyguard thought for a moment. "I did see Mr. Beau playing with a stethoscope this morning. I'm not sure where he got it from."Harvey's pupils constricted sharply. Beau had entered his room and taken his stethoscope?That little brat!Beau, dressed in a gray monk's robe, was surrounded by visitors who had come to the chapel to pray. These past few days, he had been
This time, Harvey very clearly saw Elara's face deepen from a light pink to a rich, blooming rose—visibly, and in real time.Her beauty blossomed like a peony in full bloom. Her long lashes trembled several times, and her dark eyes shimmered as if brimming with tears.She looked as if… She was lovestruck. The moment that phrase crossed Harvey's mind, he was so stunned that his eyes widened in disbelief.Was Elara suddenly getting shy because of him?A strange flutter rippled through his chest. He sat at his desk, staring at the high-definition monitor in front of him, where every detail of Elara's face—even each individual eyelash—was crystal clear.He shifted his gaze to the upper-left corner of the screen to glance at the small preview of himself.After Leonard had driven him up to the mountains, the priest at Atkina Church had given him a haircut. Since he was neither a monk nor formally ordained, it was just a close-cropped cut, not a full shaving of the head.He looked at h
Theodore's eyes gleamed like sunlight shimmering over a lake. He looked like a large dog trapped in a cage, gazing at Elara with unwavering intensity. If he had a tail, it would have been wagging wildly like a windmill spinning at full speed.Elara screamed internally. This had gone a little too far! Her eyes then dropped to the tip of her own shoe. The place she had kicked… had grown!"Oh!" She quickly jerked her foot back, only to feel her body tip backward uncontrollably.Just as she was about to fall, Theodore reached out and grabbed her ankle.The moment his fingers touched her skin, her heart skipped a beat. Theodore pulled her back toward the desk.Elara froze in place like a statue. Her entire body was tense, her eyes were wide, and her pupils were unfocused."Elara, what's wrong?"Harvey had seen her suddenly lose her balance and fall backward. It startled him so badly, he looked as if he wanted to jump through the screen.A wave of helplessness washed over him. Luckil
Elara looked under the desk. What on earth was going on?Meanwhile, Harvey observed Elara in her formal women's suit on the computer screen—an attire he'd never seen her wear before.Her hair was pulled back into a bun secured by a simple ebony hairpin. A few strands, gilded by sunlight, curled against her porcelain cheeks.Though she appeared to be looking down at something, Harvey's gaze and thoughts remained completely captivated by her face. Only months had passed since their divorce, yet seeing her now felt like encountering someone from another lifetime.Had time stretched endlessly during his days at Atkina Church?"El—" Harvey's throat tightened as if stuffed with paper.But he quickly regained his usual composed tone. "Elara—no, I should address you as Ms. Jones now. Had Sam not called me, I wouldn't have known you'd assumed Quantum Tech's CEO position."His voice carried that innate condescension of the privileged, laced with unmistakable mockery."Why are you hiding
Elara stood still as she gazed at the tall, distinguished man before her. Meanwhile, Theodore looked up and smiled at her against the light."Why are you so far away?"Elara stepped toward him, teasing lightly, "I wanted a good look at you.""Then you'll need to come closer." Theodore leaned forward, closing the distance between them.Though she stopped a step away, their faces nearly touched. Elara instinctively held her breath as her eyes locked on him."Can you see clearly now?" Theodore asked."Mm," Elara replied."And?""So handsome." Elara praised him sincerely. "You're one of the most attractive men I've ever seen!"She truly meant it. Theodore chuckled through his nose. She'd seen plenty of handsome men in her life—Finnegan, Harvey, and Leonard. Especially Leonard, whose looks even made Theodore feel somewhat threatened."My face is the least remarkable part of me." He declared confidently.Images of those shirtless photos Theodore had sent flashed through Elara's mi