"What do you mean?" Harry froze.
Gloria turned and was about to leave. Harry grabbed her arm hurriedly. "Did you find a donor?" He stared at Gloria, so nervous that his heart beat quickly. Gloria looked down at Harry and saw anticipation and hope in his eyes. Her lips curled into a gentle and bright smile. "Yes, I found one. Harry, you will be fine." Harry was stunned. Gloria looked over her shoulder with a faint smile, and that smile would be stuck in his mind for the rest of his life. "Harry, live a good life." After that, Gloria closed the door. Harry didn't even have time to express his gratitude. He called Camille excitedly. "Camille, I will be OK! They found a match!" He shared the good news with Camille with joy. Camille could not believe what she had heard. After hesitating for seconds, she finally confirmed that she had not heard it wrongly. "Really? Who is the donor? We must thank him properly.Mandy arrived at Gloria's home. Gloria got a cup of warm water for her. "The Carter Group is gradually getting back on track. "During this time, you have been busy helping me out." Gloria took out the stock rights transfer agreement that she had prepared beforehand and handed it to Mandy. "Sign it." Mandy picked it up in confusion. The next second, she sat up straight and browsed through it quickly. After a while, her expression was solemn. "You want to transfer 50% of the shares of the Carter Group to me?" "Just sign it. You earned it." Gloria said, "You know me well. If I have made a decision, nothing can change my mind. If you don't want to sign it, I will exchange the shares for money and donate it in your name." "What is going on?" Mandy asked anxiously. Gloria chuckled and interrupted Mandy, "I didn't give it to you for free. I want you to continue to work hard for me, and I'm just trying to win your support." Mandy breathed a sigh o
Patrick's lips curved into a weird smile. He said, "Back then, you managed to escape to Waikiki Beach. Now, where are you going this time?" Gloria's lips gradually turned pale, and she was still trembling. A slender finger pressed against her trembling lips. Patrick smiled, "Three years ago, you escaped to Waikiki Beach. Now, you want to escape from me by killing yourself?" Gloria didn't say anything, and a cold sweat broke out on her forehead. Patrick was smiling, but his eyes were cold. "Gloria, I'm asking you. Where are you going to escape to this time? Answer me!" Gloria looked away, not daring to meet his red eyes. He suddenly grabbed her chin. "I'm asking you a question! Look at me! Where are you going?" Patrick stared fiercely at Gloria. They were so close to each other, yet he felt she was far away from him. He closed his eyes. "Gloria, well done!" She wanted to escape from him even if she had to die! "I
As time ticked by, Patrick told himself that he could wait. He could spend the rest of his life with Gloria, as long as she said she loved him. "Say you love me." He was getting tougher. Gloria remained silent. Patrick felt a burning pain in his heart. He seemed to have lost something important. Something more important than his life. "Is it that difficult?" He asked with a cold smile. Behind his tough attitude, there was a hidden plea. Gloria did not notice it. In the past, she could say those words happily a thousand times, but now, she felt it was hard to do so. Patrick stared at her, and no one could tell what he was thinking. He was in despair at first, but now he was losing his mind. He believed that she would forgive him. He bent down, pressed his arms beside her, and kissed her passionately. Gloria knew that a storm was coming. A slap sounded. "Bastard!" Gloria said in a hoarse
Kevin nodded and went aside, which forced the woman and the little boy to step into the house. Kevin bowed slightly and closed the door tactfully. "Mazey, have a seat." Patrick looked at the woman and the little boy, who were Alger's lover and illegitimate son. He didn't want Gloria to take the risk, so he found them. Mazey was shocked. She had a feeling that something bad would happen. She had no choice but to bite the bullet. She sat down with her son. Patrick didn't intend to waste time and went straight to the point. He pushed a file bag on the coffee table in front of Mazey. Mazey opened it in confusion, and her face changed greatly the next second. She slammed the file bag on the table and said angrily, "Nonsense! Vince has done the marrow matches for Harry. Gloria also knows about it!" Patrick remained unmoved. "Alger faked Vince's medical reports, right?" "Nonsense! Alpha Patrick, you are slandering us!" Mazey
Gloria had no time to dodge. Because of Damon's slap, half of her face swelled up immediately. She put on a sarcastic smile. "Why are you still laughing? If not for you, how could I injure the pitiful Gabrielle accidentally and kill her?" Damon's tone became even more emotional. Gloria almost burst into tears from laughing. "Did I instigate you or threaten you to kill her? You killed Gabrielle out of selfishness. It's a fact!" Gloria said. "Shut up! I had no choice but to do that! If not for the incident that night, I wouldn't have hurt Gabrielle at all. Only now do I know that she is my biological sister. It is all your fault! You caused the tragedy!" Damon roared hysterically. Someone had swapped the two children deliberately to give the Carter family a warning. Damon didn't know the person had brought his sister back later and misunderstood for so many years. What was worse, he had just figured out the truth. Gloria could not bel
Sitting in the passenger seat, Gloria could no longer keep calm. Her face was ashen, and the pain in her eyes was obvious. She once felt strange about her grandpa's inconsistent behavior. Now, everything could be explained. He cherished her so much, but after all, he chose to support Harry and said that everything in the Carter family belonged to Harry. He said that he was afraid of Gloria being hurt again, so he kept her with him. However, it was just because he was threatened by Alex. He taught her patiently and made her much more outstanding than the girls around her so that she could attract the attention of the heir of the Hammond family. Gloria's mind was a mess. She couldn't tell what was true and what was fake. She had once lived a happy life with her grandpa, yet she couldn't figure out when he was sincere and when he was scheming against her. Perhaps everything was fake. The trees outside the window rushed backward.
Patrick chased after Gloria and hugged her. "Don't be afraid. It's me, Patrick." Gloria seemed to be in shock and struggled with both her hands and feet. "Let go! I want to go back! Let go! Don't touch me! I want to go back!" "Alright, let's go back. I'll take you back." Patrick picked Gloria. "I'll take you back now. It's alright. Let's go home." Gloria shook her head desperately. "Let go of me. I want to go back!" "Okay, I know. I will take you back now. Gloria, be good." Patrick walked to the police and said, "My wife was frightened and unstable. I have to take her away first. When she calms down, I will take her to make a statement." Hank drove over. Patrick held Gloria tightly and got into the car. Perhaps because Gloria had used up her strength, she fainted. In the apartment, Sean was packing up his medical kit. "It's fine. She just fainted. But she is quite weak. When she wakes up, she should pay attention to he
Sean listened quietly. As an outsider, he felt sorry for Patrick. Patrick said he knew he was wrong, which meant that he was on the verge of desperation. "If so, we would have kids by now, and they would be at the age of attending school." Patrick looked into the distance. Sean felt as if Patrick's words were boiling oil that was poured onto his heart, upsetting him inexplicably. "Let's have a drink." "No. She will get hungry when she wakes up." After saying that, Patrick stood up and took out some vegetables from the fridge. "I'll make some soup. She has a delicate stomach." Just as he placed the vegetables on the counter, he suddenly paused, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the stuffed trash can. After looking at it for a while, Patrick squatted down and took things out of the trash can one by one. Sean looked at Patrick, who was quietly washing the couple's mugs behind the sink, and sighed silently that fate always
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
"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