ANMELDENThe smile only returned to Old Mrs. Lawrence’s face once she saw them arrive.She had originally planned to return to the mountain temple after the birthday banquet, but now she had changed her mind—she was moving back in.After enduring the poisoning and the kidnapping, she was more certain than ever that the balance she had maintained with Denise for years was completely shattered.That ambitious and vicious woman would stop at nothing to swing her butcher's knife at every member of the Lawrence family.She could no longer run away.For the sake of her grandson who had been forced to take the reins, and for the sake of her granddaughter who had managed to survive and grow up so beautifully...She would fight that venomous snake to the end, even if it cost her these old bones."Grandma," Candice called out obediently."Grandma."Beside her, Charlie’s voice sounded even more natural and intimate than he
Charlie and his group stood up and left first.Edward stayed behind to handle the bill. He pulled Kyle and Mike into another round of idle chatter before the three of them left together... mostly because he was afraid the emotionally unstable "ex-husband" wouldn't let his sister go.Charlie and the others returned to the Lu residence.Entering the house, they ran into Cody, who had just returned. He looked as if he had simply come back from a normal day of overtime at the office, his face showing only slight fatigue and no other prominent emotions."How is she?" Charlie asked him."She’s fine. Just some scrapes.""Mhm."The two brothers stood in silence for a few seconds.The situation with Phoebe was actually quite awkward for them, especially since Phoebe's feelings for Charlie had been exposed. Cody was no fool; he could distinguish truth from lies.After the silence, Cody patted Charlie’s shoulder. "I'll handle the rest myself. Go take care of your business." He didn't forget to a
Mike was stunned for a moment.It seemed he hadn't expected this answer.The monster who treated killing like slaughtering a chicken was actually a "fangirl"... This was like telling him a knife was incredibly sharp, but it couldn't even cut through tofu."Ha." Kyle let out a mocking, cold laugh. "So it’s a debt of romance he provoked. Candice, wouldn't you say your words from earlier have come true?"Candice: "..."He was referring to her comment outside that "all men are the same.""Is it his fault for being targeted just because he’s good-looking? Don't even try to compare yourself to him."Hearing her defensive tone regarding Charlie, a thick bitterness rose from the back of Kyle’s throat. His chest felt tight, and his heart ached with a sharp pang of jealousy. "Who wasn't the one 'targeted' at the beginning? You two were only there for two days. If it had been longer, are you sure he wouldn't have been tempted?"
"That person?""Which person?"Kyle had finally had enough of this posturing. "Mr. Clemens, please stop speaking in riddles!"Charlie felt as if his eardrums were about to shatter from the shouting. He gave him a speechless look. "What’s the rush? I will say it eventually. Control your emotions."Having said that, he lightly massaged his ear.Even a simple movement like that was suffused with an innate sense of elegance.However, at this moment, no one had the leisure to admire the "Immortal Aura" of the almighty Mr. Clemens; they were all reeling from the impact of his sentence: It might be that person.Candice’s breathing grew labored, her heart rate accelerating. She looked at Charlie, her voice dropping to an uncharacteristic whisper. "You don't mean...""Yes."Charlie confirmed her suspicion.Candice’s face turned slightly pale. "So she followed us from London to Vanclyn, and now all the way
Edward, one of the primary parties involved, was actually remarkably relaxed.He sat with his legs crossed, "I’ve been mulling over the details of last night, and it does feel a bit strange. Suppose someone was targeting me, Grandma, and Candice; they could have just lured me directly to the ecological trail. Why waste the extra effort setting up an ambush beforehand?""Last night, I was so frantic about Grandma’s safety that I didn't overthink it. I just assumed the first wave failed so they sent a second, and since the timing lined up, it seemed plausible on the surface.""However, Rex told me that the guys in the restaurant were just a distraction. The real assassins were hidden in the shadows. In other words, the moment I stepped off the helicopter, I was within the assassins' sniper range.""I'm not being narcissistic, but Denise definitely 'loves' me the most. She would never pass up a chance to take me out... and since she failed the fi
That tone actually held a trace of grievance.It was as if she were a "bad auntie" who had promised him candy but then backed out at the last second...Candice stood up helplessly."Fine, I promised you. We can talk now."Better to get it over with early.She headed toward the terrace without checking Charlie’s reaction; he certainly wasn't happy... but she wasn't a "Happy Pill" either!The main thing was that she truly had promised him yesterday.Reaching the door, she saw Edward smoking on the terrace. Her footsteps faltered as she considered switching locations.Just then, Edward spotted her. Catching a glimpse of Kyle following behind her, he understood instantly.He put out his cigarette and fanned away the smoke. "You two chat."He stepped back into the room. Seeing a certain someone’s cold, solemn profile, he couldn't help but want to laugh... Such a petty guy.Kyle closed the terrace doo







