MasukGloria said to herself, "Don't bother. Don't try to make him believe you."
However, looking at Patrick's calm face, she found it unbearable. She was tortured and he was the reason for her misery. Why should he look so relaxed? She said in a mocking tone, "Do you think Gabrielle was innocent? Do you think she was so perfect? Let me tell you something. She deserved it! She deserved to die!" Patrick suddenly raised a hand and swung it down at her face. Gloria's expression changed, and she subconsciously closed her eyes. She didn't feel the pain she expected. Instead, Patrick punched the wall. "Gloria, you may become humble or miserable, yet you are still Gloria to me. However, she is dead already. Why are you still insulting her? You make me sick!" Patrick couldn't have been more disappointed. He slammed the door and left. Gloria quietly watched Patrick leave. A few minutes later, she let out a hoarse scream uncontrollably. She threw e"This technology was jointly developed. The patent cannot belong entirely to your side..."Cline slowly looked up only when the topic shifted to him. He looked at Pete, whose face was red with anger from the argument with the Moriarty Group employee.One of Moriarty Group employee saw Pete dared interrupt Cline. He slammed his hand on the table and scolded, "How can you even mention joint development? Our people have been doing all the research for the past three months! And you guys? You couldn't even calculate a single set of data! You still have the nerve to ask for the patent!"The employee was about to continue, but Cline lifted his chin toward Pete. "Name the compensation you want. Just give me the number."Pete knew the Moriarty Group had endless money. He had spent so much effort trying to join this project just for this moment.Seeing Cline had read his mind, Pete stopped hiding his ambition and immediately made an exorbitant demand.
She clicked it open. It was a transfer from Clarissa. She was about to call her when she received a message from Clarissa."Luana, you can't be traveling without money. Don't even think about sending it back; I've already blocked your account."Seeing the message warmed Luana's heart. She replied, "Then I'll pay you back when I make a huge fortune."On the other end, Clarissa saw the reply and smiled slightly, but her eyes were fixed on the file folder on the table, lost in thought.After Albion left, he sent Vivian to return all the personal property Clarissa had previously given back to him.In addition, there were some things specifically left for Luana.Clarissa initially wanted to hand them over directly to Luana, but Albion had said to wait until Luana's wedding day.She thought about it and decided to respect Albion's wishes, so she didn't give them to Luana now.She just took out the bank card Luana had left for her thr
Luana called him "Professor Atkinson" when she was in a good mood, and just "Erasmus" when she was annoyed. He was long used to it.In his opinion, Luana hadn't mastered the fundamental theories. It was impossible for her to produce anything decent.But he reached out and took the sketches anyway. The moment he saw the drawings, his expression froze instantly. A flash of shock and admiration crossed his eyes."You drew this?!"He immediately uncrossed his legs. He stood up abruptly and grabbed Luana's injured arm.Luana gasped in pain. She shoved him away. She held her arm, fighting the ache, and nodded at him.Erasmus stared at Luana in disbelief. He looked back at the sketches. The more he looked, the more impressed he became."I thought that after your sister died, I'd never find anyone with her kind of talent again. I didn't expect you to..."He suddenly remembered how he'd been mocking Luana for being "untalented." He imme
Clarissa was about to say that wouldn't work—she'd already tried it three years ago. Luana cut in, "He knows I'm alive, so he's definitely coming back for me. We can't just sit here playing defense; we need to bait him."Thinking fast, Luana put down her fork. She took out her phone and opened her contacts.She unblocked Mr. Night, logged into Messenger, found his friend request, and accepted it.She stared at his profile picture. After a moment's thought, she started typing."Mr. Night, since you know I'm alive, how about we set up a time to meet and clear things up?"Luana's message was simple and direct—just a request to meet.Knowing Mr. Night, he would definitely guess she was trying to set a trap.But since he was obsessed with her, he would likely agree just for the chance to see her.Luana's plan was clear: If he agreed, she'd call the cops immediately. She figured if they showed up with the police, there wa
Erasmus let out a breath. He looked back at Luana's pale face. When he saw her arm was still bleeding, he frowned slightly."Your old wounds just healed, and now you have a new one. Your luck is truly TERRIBLE. Your life is dramatic enough."Luana was used to his sarcasm. She just covered her wound and kept quiet.Erasmus loosened his grip on the steering wheel. He opened the glove compartment. He took out a small adhesive bandage and handed it to her."Here. Use this patch for now."Luana looked at the wound on her arm. Then she looked at the small bandage he offered. She felt a sudden sense of helplessness."Erasmus, you really are exactly like Dorian."After three months, Luana knew Erasmus was Dorian's student. They didn't just share a similar design style; their personalities were practically identical.Erasmus heard that. He broke into a perfectly symmetrical smile. He said stiffly, "Thanks."Luana rolled her eyes
She bit down with all her might, like a wild animal latching onto prey, causing the man's arm to bleed profusely and his flesh to look ragged and raw."Ouch! It hurts!"The man screamed in pain. He reached up and yanked her hair, trying to pull her off, but she held on tight, biting as if she meant to kill him right there.That man seemed completely unprepared for her fierce resistance. He immediately took the small knife in his hand and stabbed her arm.The moment the sharp blade broke her skin, Luana subconsciously loosened her grip.As soon as she let go, the injured man immediately yanked her hair and pulled her away.He fought through the intense pain and raised his free hand to slap her, but that Mr. Night stopped him.He still didn't say a word. He grabbed Luana's arm and dragged her toward his own car.Luana refused to go with him. She struggled desperately, trying to stall for time until Clarissa returned to the garage







