"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?Gloria had been living with her grandfather, while Harry preferred to stay with her parents. Once, her grandfather gave her a ruby. She was happy as she liked shiny things very much. She held the ruby and looked at it under the sun. Harry wanted to snatch it and was pushed away. She didn't use much strength, but Harry fell to the ground. The maid saw it and said to her, "You are an ill-bred child without parents. How can you push Harry?" Gloria was stunned. She didn't understand why the maid said so. She asked the maid on the spot, "I have Daddy and Mommy. Why do you say that?" The maid was also stunned. She curled her lips and said, "You have always stayed with your grandfather and are not close to Alpha Alger and Luna Camille. I was worried when I saw Harry fall to the ground and say something stupid. Gloria, don't tell your grandfather about it, okay?" At that time, Gloria was young, so she believed the maid's words. Now, because
Although they were prepared, Gloria and Christine were scared and closed their eyes subconsciously. Time seemed to have stopped. Gloria didn't feel pain. She felt something warm dripping on her face, and she opened her eyes in confusion. The next second, her eyes widened in horror. "The dagger is made of silver. Don't you feel pain?" Gloria stared blankly at the hand that blocked Damon's dagger. Patrick's blood was dripping on her face. Patrick's face was ashen. He pursed his lips tightly and stared at Gloria for a long time. Only when he confirmed that she was safe did he feel his heart beating again. Patrick suppressed Leo, who was about to go berserk. He turned around and glared at Damon, whose face was pale. Before he could say anything, Damon had fallen to the ground. Damon's lips were bloodless. He said in a low voice, "I want to avenge Gabrielle! Gabrielle died because of her. Why is Gloria still alive?" Damon's voice
Christine suddenly realized something. She stretched her arms slowly and hugged Gloria. She said reluctantly, "Have you made up your mind?" "Yes. And I'm sorry," Gloria said with guilt. "You don't have to say sorry. You have figured out what really happened back then, and there is no more misunderstanding between you and Alpha Patrick. But, why do you still want to leave?" Christine was puzzled. Gloria shook her head and smiled bitterly. "The grudge between me and him will always be there. Since he rejected me and sent me into the werewolf prison mercilessly, we could no longer make up again." "But the misunderstanding has been resolved!" Christine emphasized again. "Women are foolish sometimes. I also want to fool myself, but I can't do it. Every day and night, the wounds on my body are constantly aching. They remind me of what happened in the past. I can't deceive myself that everything is over." Gloria's tone was sad but firm. 'Moreover
Ellison and Patrick were exhausted from fighting. They lay on the ground, panting heavily with wounds on their bodies. When Leonard arrived with a group of people, he saw Ellison and Patrick fighting back and forth. Ellison's subordinates stood aside and did not make a move. Leonard understood that it was a one-on-one battle between Ellison and Patrick, and their subordinates didn't need to participate in it. Thus, Leonard confronted Ellison's subordinates. They were all elites among the guards of the pack. Although they did not make a move, the atmosphere between them was tense. Though Ellison and Patrick were exhausted and fell to the ground, no one went up to help them. After a while, Ellison's phone rang. He took it out and pressed the answer button. He listened to it and then put on a satisfied smile. Ellison got up from the ground, and his footsteps were a little unsteady. He looked down at Patrick, who was still lying on the
Leonard was efficient. The Black Thorn Pack had been in Gabbs for so many years and was well connected. Ten minutes later, Leonard replied, "Alpha Patrick, forty minutes ago, the car left Gabbs." "I was right..." Patrick closed his eyes and clenched his fists. He said inwardly, 'I was right that she was only pretending to obey me." He punched the table angrily. The sharp part of the broken table cut his hand, and his blood dripped down on the table. Patrick regretted it very much. He couldn't blame Gloria's excellent acting skills. It was all because he had deceived himself. He didn't forget that Gloria wanted to kill him that night! He thought that he could keep her if they had a child together. It turned out that Gloria had never given up on the idea of running away. Patrick suddenly opened his eyes, which were filled with desperate determination. He roared, "Go after her!" He wouldn't let her run. He would rather die in he
The taxi driver was easygoing, and Gloria chatted happily with him on the way. Gloria suddenly realized that she only tried to escape, but she didn't know what she would do after she arrived in Hawaii. 'I've got plenty of time to think about it,' Gloria said to herself. She was glad that she had sold the box of jewelry for a large sum of money. "This is my first time in Hawaii, and I want to live in a quiet hotel. Do you have any suggestions?" Gloria asked. "A quiet hotel? Why? Most people would choose busy places, yet you want a remote one. I live by the seaside. Last year, I remodeled my house into a family hotel. If you haven't booked one yet, you can stay at mine if you want." The driver said enthusiastically. Time passed slowly, and they approached the beach. "Can you open the window?" Gloria said anxiously. As the window rolled down, she reached out her fingers, and the cool wind touched her fingertips. It was the feeling of f
"Would Grandfather do something that doesn't benefit him?" Patrick sneered. "I didn't get it at first. But do you know what he said yesterday in the hospital? He said that he told me when I was a child that, one day, if there would be a woman who could affect my mood, then he would not hesitate to destroy her." After finishing speaking, Patrick clenched his fists. Only he knew that he was about to go crazy from anger right now! "That is why he hurt Gloria! It turned out that even he could tell how much influence Gloria had on me, yet I had no idea. What a fool I was! What's more, I was stupid enough to throw her into werewolf prison, putting her through all that she didn't deserve!" Patrick clenched his fists, suppressing his anger. "Really? Just because of that?" Ellison couldn't believe his ears. He thought, 'For that reason, he nearly destroyed an entire Alpha bloodline?' Patrick glanced at Ellison mockingly and said sarcastically, "Of course, he wou
"Tell me the whole story of that day again." Patrick's expression was so calm that no one could tell what he was thinking. Christine tried hard to remain calm. Clear-minded, she repeated everything that happened that day in detail. Her description was not exactly perfect, but it made her words more believable. Patrick did not say anything, because none of Christine's words made her suspicious. Besides, there was no point for her to bear the consequences of revealing something that had nothing to do with her. Patrick did not know Christine well enough. At least, he did not know who Christine was many years ago. The Christine he knew was loyal, selfish, and indifferent. That was why she could manage to look coldly at those men and women who indulged themselves in sensual pleasures in Fittro Club during those countless nights. Patrick believed that a person like Christine would not hide anything from him for something that did not benefit her at all
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
"Clarissa..." Albert wept and pleaded, "My mom has cancer, I got fired from my job, and the baby still needs milk. For the sake of our years together, treat me like a beggar and spare me a little help.""If you were truly a beggar, I'd give you some money to send you on your way, but you're not..."A clear voice cut through the air, tinged with exhaustion, coldness, and a hint of ruthlessness. "You're nothing but scum!""Clarissa!""Gag him and get him out of my sight!"At the command, the bodyguards immediately seized Albert and shoved him into the elevator."Humph, this despicable man!"Luana followed the voice and spotted a familiar figure leaning against the bar.The woman had a slender figure, waist-length curly hair, and fair, slender fingers holding a slender cigarette, while her other hand toyed with a wine glass.She tilted her head, staring into the red wine in her glass, as if observing another world from afar
Upon learning of this possibility, Cline simply said, "Thank you," and hung up the phone.He gazed once more in the direction the black luxury car had vanished, now more certain than ever that Dorian had taken his Luana.However, he refused to believe they were husband and wife.Russell arrived with the bodyguards in a hurry, seeing Cline standing in front of the smashed Bugatti.Thinking Cline's car had been in an accident, he quickly approached."Mr. Moriarty, are you alright? Did you take too much sleeping pill and start hallucinating again?"For the past three years, Cline had been plagued by insomnia, clutching two mementos of Luana and struggling to sleep through the night.Russell, worried about his health, had obtained some sleeping pills from Eva.Little did he know, Cline had become addicted to them. Later, Russell found out that the medication could induce hallucinations when taken in excess.It was these hall
Cline's brow twitched, his eyes filled with disdain as he regarded Dorian.He strode quickly to Luana, extending his hand with an unyielding tone, "Come with me."Before Luana could refuse, Dorian swiftly acted, his long arm encircling her shoulder and pulling her tightly into his embrace. A provocative smile played on his lips as he challenged, "On what grounds?"Cline's vision sharpened with pain, witnessing Luana clinging to Dorian, their bodies pressed close. A surge of rage erupted within him."Because I love her!"Cline's voice trembled yet rang out loud and clear, eight years of pent-up emotions bursting forth like a flood breaking its dam.Dorian, noticing the bloodshot eyes and the fervor in Cline's gaze, felt a flicker of realization. He glanced down at Luana in his arms.Her expression was calm, a faint smile curling her lips as if she had just heard an absurd joke, detached and indifferent.Not only did Dorian not l