"How can you do that?" Gloria questioned Damon angrily.
Though Gloria hated Gabrielle, she still found it hard to believe that Gabrielle was killed by Damon. She had thought of all kinds of possibilities except for that. "Why?" Gloria looked at Damon. "Why would you do such a thing? I thought you cared for Gabrielle deeply." She was not seeking justice for Gabrielle. She just couldn't accept it. Before she was twenty years old, she had lived a carefree and luxurious life. After that, her life was nothing but torment. She had experienced the best and worst in the world. So, Gloria thought that nothing in the world could shock her anymore. But she was wrong. Today, Damon stood in front of her and told her without any remorse, "I killed my sister and then framed you." She had been wronged for three years, and she had to figure out why! Damon wouldn't do this only because he wanted to frame her. It didn't make sense. "Why?So, the person giving her a hard time was Gehrmann.Clarissa didn't haggle and directly picked up the wine bottle, drinking it down in one gulp.Floyd was stunned. He had been so obvious, yet this woman still didn't get it?At a time like this, she could have coaxed Gehrmann or acted cute, and the matter would have been settled. Instead, she chose to drink. How foolish.Floyd sneered and glanced at Gehrmann, who was lounging in the shadows.Dressed in a white suit, holding a wine glass, legs crossed, he exuded the air of a wealthy playboy.Though he appeared indifferent, his eyes occasionally flicked to the woman steadily drinking bottle after bottle.She wore a black deep-V gown that accentuated her curves, looking both sexy and innocent under the lights.Her striking features flushed pink from the alcohol, making her fair skin glow.Her poised demeanor outshined all other women present.Many found themselves cap
Luana knew Clarissa was worried, so she quickly whispered to reassure her, "Clarissa, I've divorced him. Don't worry."Hearing this, Clarissa's tension eased. "If you're divorced, there's no need to go back to him."Luana glanced at Dorian, who pretended not to listen, and gave a bitter smile. "Clarissa, he won't give up my sister's heart."Clarissa understood that although Luana was divorced, her freedom was still controlled by Dorian.Seeing Clarissa's furrowed brow and anxious expression, Luana gently patted her hand to signal it was alright.As they were about to chat some more, Dorian lost his patience. He stood up, grabbed Luana by the hand, and pulled her toward the door.Luana only had time to tell Clarissa that she'd come back the next day before being dragged out of the villa and into the car.As soon as they left, Clarissa received a call from the nightclub, informing her that someone had paid a large sum to see her and urg
After blocking and deleting Clarissa, Gehrmann casually threw his phone aside.At that moment, Cline entered the villa from outside. Seeing the phone on the ground, his thick eyebrows slightly furrowed."Cline, you're back?"Gehrmann got up from the sofa. Seeing Cline drenched, his face filled with worry. "Cline, why are you soaked like that?"Cline ignored him, took off his suit jacket, and accepted a towel from a servant.He leisurely dried his hair while asking Gehrmann, "Why are you at my place?"Gehrmann sighed and replied with disinterest, "The weekend was too boring, so I came over for a couple of drinks."Cline cast him a cold glance. "I don't have time to drink with you."Cline had no interest in engaging with Gehrmann. After drying his hair, he headed straight for the bathroom.Watching Cline's noble and aloof figure disappear upstairs, Gehrmann let out a relieved yet resigned sigh.Over the past few yea
The weight of these revelations pressed heavily on Luana's heart, like a stone compressing her lungs.Clarissa understood—Cline had taken Luana away and convinced her of his love.But for Luana, who had brushed with death, this belated realization came too late.Clarissa gently patted her back. "Now that you know he loves you, what do you plan to do?"Tears streamed down Luana's face. "I've forgiven him, but I've also turned him away. Clarissa, he and I—we're impossible."She had made her decision before learning the truth, a decision sealed with a promise.The past, with its unavoidable regrets, had been left behind three years prior.Back then, they had plenty of time yet never once voiced their love...He misunderstood her cries for Albion in her sleep as indifference.Her heart, chilled by his emotional distance, never found the courage to speak.Their relationship was flawed from the start—a
Russell sighed as he watched the bodyguard follow Luana at a respectful distance.Cline loved her so deeply yet chose to let her go. Russell could only imagine the pain in his heart.He offered Cline a pack of cigarettes, "Take these to ease your mind..."Cline glanced at them indifferently, his expression returning to its usual cold detachment. "Throw them away," he said.He no longer needed such crutches. Some people, once buried in his heart, would accompany him for life.Russell was surprised that Mr. Moriarty, who had relied on smoke and alcohol for three years, could quit so easily.He glanced at Cline, who was propping himself up with one hand on the car window, gazing out sideways. In a daze, he seemed to see the Mr. Moriarty of the past.Before he met Luana, Cline didn't touch cigarettes or alcohol. He was aloof and dignified, indifferent and disdainful towards everyone and everything.Now, though scarred by love, Clin
Luana slowly lifted her head and looked at the exquisitely handsome face before her.Just like that rainy night eight years ago, he had come to her side in her most helpless moment.He held a large black umbrella over her head, as if shielding her from all the storm's fury.As before, he stretched out his slender hand, signaling for her to rise with his assistance.But this time, Luana did not place her hand in his palm as she had eight years prior.Instead, she merely studied his scarred right hand, and tears inexplicably fell.Cline saw this and bent down, kneeling on one knee before her. With his long fingers, he gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes."Don't cry. From now on, I will not disturb you again," he said.After speaking, he thrust the umbrella into her hand and rose to leave.Watching his tall and straight figure disappear into the rain, Luana's eyes welled up once more."Cline, tha