Patrick revealed a smile, but there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes.
He said, "Why are you so sure? What if Gloria is not what you think she is?" "Then I will still choose her." Derrick was unmoved. Patrick mocked and said, "You're really in love with her. Are you trying to tell me that your feelings toward Gloria won't change? No matter what happens, you will never give up on that woman?" Patrick continued, "That's good. I don't want to ruin it for you, but I will watch you. I want to see how much you love her." Derrick replied, "Let's wait and see." "Leonard, let's go," Patrick ordered coldly. The rear window of his car slowly went up, and the black car drew a graceful arc in front of Derrick before leaving. Inside the black car, Christine held her breath. She was afraid that she would enrage Patrick. Patrick leaned against the back of the seat, his hands on his thighs clenched. His eyes were cold. "This isGloria looked at Patrick coldly. "So, Mr. Hammond, you want to sleep with me too?" Patrick was so angry that he laughed. "Sure, you don't have to go back today. I will be your customer today." A hand reached up to Patrick. He looked at Gloria's hand and asked, "What do you mean?" Gloria said confidently, "Money. Though you are the boss of the Fittro Club, you still need to pay." Patrick's eyes were filled with shock. He then looked at her palm in front of him. He couldn't describe the feeling. A strange pain filled his heart. When he first bumped into her, he was full of anger, but he didn't know why he was angry or how to vent it. Yet at this moment, the woman made him feel depressed. The way he looked at her changed as he said, "Miss Carter, I don't know when you have become so tactful. What happened? Mike doesn't want you anymore? And you've hooked up with Blood Moon Pack's Alpha?" Gloria stared at Patrick. She was puzzled.
Unlike Gloria, who was filled with worry during the movie, Derrick was very cheerful. He held Gloria's hand and headed to the parking lot. Derrick opened the door to the driver's side after Gloria sat in the passenger seat. "Wait a minute," Gloria suddenly said. Derrick tilted his head and asked with a puzzled face, "Do you want to go shopping?" Derrick immediately thought about whether she wanted to buy something. The more considerate he was, the more unhappy Gloria felt. Derrick urged her again, "What do you want? It's the weekend. We have plenty of time." "No," She gritted her teeth and said with a determined look, "Mr. Fisher, we're..." She was about to say something when Derrick suddenly frowned. He said to Gloria, "Wait a minute. Someone mind links me." Then, Derrick picked up the mind link request. A familiar and old voice sounded in his mind. "Derrick, return to the wolf pack now." Derrick replied with dissatis
"If I had known that you would disregard the safety of Blood Moon Pack for a woman, I would never let you be the Alpha of our pack. You are just as disappointing as your brother!" Curtis said fiercely. Derrick raised his head. He glared fiercely at the angry Curtis. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Curtis with a ferocious and terrifying gaze. "Curtis, my brother has passed away!" Not many people knew that Derrick had a brother, and the death of Derrick's brother was a pain that he could not get rid of. He glared at Curtis, and there was a trace of hidden hatred in his eyes. The housekeeper hurriedly pulled Curtis and said, "Mr. Fisher, please calm down." Curtis was also shocked by the terrible look in Derrick's eyes. The room fell into silence. After a long time, Curtis released his hand. His cane dropped on the marble floor tiles, and he fell onto the sofa behind him. In an instant, Curtis seemed to have aged ten years. A tra
The smile on Derrick's face froze. He was reluctant to yield. He said, "Mr. Hammond, you kept emphasizing that you don't want some things any longer. But why do I feel that you are just jealous because you never really owned those things?" Patrick's eyes turned cold. He looked at Derrick's face and said, "It's none of your business, Mr. Fisher. You'd better care more about yourself." After he said that, he walked past Derrick and left. The atmosphere between the two men was tense, but they kept their voices low, so other people could not hear what they were talking about. They only saw two equally outstanding men talking to each other. Patrick walked past Derrick and walked in. Only he knew how angry he was at the moment. Would he fall in love with Gloria? And would he be jealous of Gloria and Derrick? Patrick thought, 'Even an ordinary man wouldn't fall for Gloria, not to mention an outstanding man like me.' Patrick shouted in his h
"I might be busy these days, Gloria. Take care of yourself. Don't get hurt," said Derrick, looking at Gloria. His concern and the genuine look in his eyes made Gloria touched. She had the urge to tell him the truth. "Mr. Fisher, my full name is Gloria Carter." She took a deep breath. Then she said, intending to tell him all, "I used to..." "Miss Carter, of course, I know what your name is," Derrick smiled and kissed her lips. He continued, "In my eyes, you will always be Gloria. I like you no matter what you've done in the past." Gloria didn't expect Derrick to say that. She gawked at him and said, "Mr. Fisher, why?" "Don't think too much." Derrick opened the door. "Go back. I will come back to you after I'm done with my business." As Gloria's figure disappeared, Derrick started the car and returned to the Blood Moon Pack. These days, Derrick had been dealing with matters in the Fisher Group. He tried his best to solve the pr
As soon as Gloria finished speaking, Derrick opened the door. He smiled and said, "Gloria, let me introduce you to my friends. We grew up together. They are the Alpha and the Beta of the Sea Moon Pack, Mike and Lucas." The door was completely pushed open, and everyone looked at each other in shock. Gloria looked at the two people in the room, and her face turned pale. "So, it's Miss Carter," Lucas greeted them in a meaningful tone, breaking the silence. "Gloria?" Mike said. Derrick was surprised that Lucas and Mike knew Gloria. Then he looked at Lucas, since he found Lucas was acting strangely. He said, "Stop staring at my girlfriend like that." Derrick didn't like the way Lucas stared at Gloria. He also disliked the tone Lucas used to address her as Miss Carter. Lucas glanced at Derrick out of the corner of his eye, and then he looked at Gloria. After that, he said indifferently, "Take it easy. She is not my type."
Lucas was surprised. He thought, 'Seriously? Does she admit it just like that? I feel so bad for Derrick!' Lucas was furious. He said, "Don't get carried away. I will make sure he knows what kind of woman you are. You are like cancer. I will not allow you to stay around my friend and hurt him!" Then Lucas loosened his grip. Gloria and Lucas returned to the room one after the other. The look in Derrick's eyes changed. As soon as Lucas sat down, he looked up and met Derrick's deep eyes. "You don't smell of smoke." Derrick looked coldly at Lucas, who was opposite him. Derrick thought, 'Lucas claimed that he was going out for a smoke, but he doesn't smell of smoke at all. Also, he comes back right after Gloria. And I always have the feeling that he was targeting Gloria by saying those things earlier. And after saying that, he left the room after Gloria did.' Instantly, Derrick's face looked colder. Mike took a sip of his coffee a
Gloria knew the woman in front of her. Her name was Audrey Hall. Soon, more people appeared in front of Gloria. Gloria glanced over and found that she was familiar with them all. They began to talk to each other. "It really is Gloria! I couldn't believe it when you told me it was Gloria just now. But it is her!" said one of the women. "But Gloria, how did you become like this?" Another woman asked. She sounded quite curious. "She has just left werewolf prison. What do you think?" Audrey chuckled. Then she suddenly thought of something and said to Gloria with care, "Gloria, when were you released? Why didn't you tell us? We studied in the werewolf school together before. You should tell us so that we can have a gathering." Gloria felt a little embarrassed. A gathering? Would they still want to have a gathering with her? She looked at Audrey. She could see the smirk on Audrey's face. She knew that Audrey wanted to make fun of her. "But it doesn't m
"Does it hurt?" Luana silently asked herself.Once, she had known pain—excruciating, soul-crushing agony that had left her curled on a cold floor, voiceless and desperate.It had been a pain that stripped away all hope in this man before her, eroding her very will to live. It had been so severe that even in her final moments, when she'd longed for a glimpse of him, he'd refused even a phone call.That pain was no mere physical wound. It was a despair that seeped into her very being.It was after enduring such torment that she had finally seen Cline for what he truly was—a man utterly ruthless toward her.Yet now, here he was, holding her and asking if she hurt. The irony was bitter, almost laughable.With a cold, expressionless face, she said, "The five minutes are up. Let me go."But Cline, who had finally held the person he'd obsessed over, had no intention of releasing her so easily.He held her tight and said, "
Cline held tight to her arm, as if he'd never let go unless Luana gave him a chance to speak.Luana, brows furrowed, sighed and relented, "Five minutes, right here."Cline's cold gaze shifted to Dorian, who shot him a glare before turning to Luana."Five minutes, then home," Dorian warned.Luana nodded meekly, "Okay."Only after Dorian strode into the villa did Luana turn to Cline, her voice cool and impatient."Well?"In Dorian's presence, Luana had been the picture of obedience, just as she used to be with him.Now, though, Cline saw a change in her—calm, distant, and edged with impatience.This new version of Luana only deepened the ache in his chest.He longed to reach out, to brush his fingers against her face, but as his hand rose, she flinched violently, stepping back as if struck.Luana stared at Cline's right hand, her pupils suddenly clouded with fear, as if the ghosts of past trauma had res
Luana nodded in agreement and turned toward the stairs.But after just two steps, she froze, her fingers brushing the banister.Slowly, she turned back, her voice hesitant. "Clarissa, I came back as Dorothy... What about Gehrmann?"Clarissa had guessed that Luana had returned as her sister Dorothy the moment she heard Dorian call her by that name.Clarissa's smile was warm, reassuring. "I won't say a word to him or Cline. Your secret's safe."Relief flickered in Luana's eyes. "Thank you," she whispered, the word soft as a feather.As Luana walked away, Clarissa watched her retreating figure, worry knotting her brow."Is this luck or a curse?" she thought, "Leaving Cline only to be trapped by Dorian."At the car, Luana opened the passenger door and slid in."Home at ten seems early," she ventured, her tone tentative.Dorian glanced over, his indifference palpable. "Make it eight, then."Luana's lips twitched
Clarissa watched Luana's fingers tighten around the phone until her knuckles whitened. "When I first saw those messages flooding in, I tried luring him out myself—posed as you, planned to bring the cops. But instead of catching a creep, I got..."She trailed off, the memory of the man in the café still prickling her nerves.A man as cold and heartless as Cline—why would he cling to memories of Luana like this?"Anyway," she shrugged, "he never showed. Guess some ghosts stay buried."Luana's voice was a whisper. "These things... they should've been my fight. Not yours."Clarissa cut her off, "If it were me in this mess, you'd do the same. So quit with the thanks already."Luana nodded meekly, her lashes drooping as she glanced back at the phone screen.The mystery gnawed at her—Mr. Night's messages reeked of obsession, yet he hid in plain sight. Why?She couldn't fathom it, and frankly, didn't care
"I had no choice but to pull a dumb move—I seduced Gehrmann and took Naomi's spot as his bedwarmer," Clarissa said flatly, her voice echoing off the brick walls."I thought I could use him to get back at Cline. Turns out I was dumber than a bag of hammers—Gehrmann wouldn't lift a finger against Cline for any woman." She kicked at a pebble, watching it skitter into the shadows. "By the time I figured that out, he wouldn't let me walk away."Clarissa shifted her weight, catching Luana's profile in the dim light."But don't you worry, Luana. I ain't falling for Gehrmann's charm. This world's got exactly one good man left—Albion. And he's six feet under."So, I won't be that girl anymore—the one who pours her heart out for every little kindness, even when it's not worth it."Mentioning Albion again made Luana's eyes dim as if the light behind them had been switched off.She lowered her lashes, hiding the sorrow pooling th
Third Person's POVLuana tightly embraced Clarissa, hoping to alleviate her pain.Clarissa, however, patted her back with a smile and said, "It's alright. After finding out the truth, I was devastated for a while, but then I pulled myself together. I installed surveillance cameras and recorded every moment of their infidelity, which I sent to my lawyer."I won the lawsuit, but I couldn't get the house back. I could only recover the mortgage payments, the money I spent on him, and compensation for emotional distress..."However, what I didn't expect was that someone would expose Albert's bigamy online, ruining his reputation. His company fired him, and no other major firms would hire him. As far as I know, his current salary isn't even enough to cover the mortgage. Plus, his mother has cancer, which is why he keeps begging at my door."Clarissa's voice turned cold as she continued, "He thinks I'm still the naive woman I once was, that if he kneels a
Clarissa took a deep breath, opened the bedside table, and took out a marriage certificate, handing it to Luana."You two weren't entirely meant to miss each other. At least he kept his promise from when you were young and married you."Seeing the marriage certificate, Luana's eyes welled up.She reached out and slowly unfolded it...Name: LuanaName: AlbionBeside them was a composite photo of the two, dressed in white shirts, with a red background, their faces beaming with happiness.When Luana was eighteen, she had asked Albion, "When are you going to marry me?"Albion, engrossed in a book at the time, looked up and playfully tapped her nose with his pen, saying, "When I'm capable of giving you happiness."Luana pouted, dissatisfied, "But when will that be?"Albion held up his book and replied, "After I've mastered all this knowledge and become someone worthy, then I'll marry you."Luana rested her chin
Last time, it was her negligence that failed to keep Albion by her side. This time, she was determined to do everything in her power to protect Luana.Clarissa raised her hand and gently patted Luana's shoulder, hoping to offer some warmth.Time ticked by, and they remained in the same position until a man in a gray suit approached.Clarissa looked up at him, noticing his gaze fixed on Luana, and her tension grew.Before she could inquire about his identity, the man stepped forward and gently pushed Luana's head with his slender fingers."It's ten o'clock. It's time to go home..."Luana, recognizing Dorian's voice, didn't lift her head, her lifeless eyes fixed on the floor.Dorian frowned at her silence, then bent down slightly and spoke patiently, "Dorothy, come home with me."Luana raised her weary head and said, "I don't want to go home today..."She wanted to stay and support Clarissa, to quietly live for herself for
She couldn't believe it. Even with the news reports and Clarissa's own words, she still refused to accept it.Albion, the gentle and considerate young man who had cherished her, how could he have taken his own life in such a tragic way? It was impossible.Luana shook her head in disbelief. "No, he wouldn't do this..."Clarissa stepped forward and embraced Luana. She felt Luana's body growing cold, and her heart ached."Luana, I don't want to believe it either, but..."Clarissa's words trailed off, tears streaming down her face.Three years ago, fearing Albion might do something rash, she had followed him to the cemetery.There, she found no sign of Albion, only bloodstains on the tombstone.Her unease grew as she searched for him, but he was nowhere to be found.The next day, the news reported that Coburn Group's CEO, Calvert, had committed suicide at the cemetery.Only then did she realize Albion had truly done s