Reese and Isaac couldn't perceive the spirit, but they witnessed a dark mist dissipating before them.Isaac asked in astonishment, "What's happening, Lia?"Liora turned and answered, "The female spirit didn't want to move on, so her soul has been dissolved.""Dissolved? Do you mean her soul has been destroyed?" asked Reese. Liora nodded and looked around. "Uncle Kenny, please help me find the six spirits."Kenny took on the task and brought those fearful spirits in just a few minutes. Liora asked, "Do you want to choose the same option as her or come with me to Cross Chapel?""Cross Chapel!""We would have left long ago if we weren't trapped here by her threats!""She wouldn't let us go even in death. Aren't our lives worth anything?"After Fiery Red was gone, these spirits began to complain in anger.Liora was infuriated by their complaints. "How dare you criticize her! She may be responsible for your deaths, but what about you then? Do you think you bear no responsibil
Reese winced in pain. "Alright, ma'am. I guess I can read your mind? Be gentle!"Liora relaxed her grip at last. "Right, when are we going to that place you mentioned previously?""There's no rush. Your body isn't up for constant actions now. What if you get hurt by those harmful spirits again? I've already committed myself to you out of guilt. If it happens again, I won't have anything else to offer."Liora chuckled. "You make it sound like I'm desperate for your compensation.""What's wrong with that? I'm a strong, handsome man, and everyone loves me!" said Reese, displeased.Liora was astounded by his narcissism.She took a deep breath and said, "Reese.""Hmm?"Liora said, "In truth, I'm not the best choice to be your partner because of my profession. Those spirits may bother me from time to time. I'm the complete opposite of Isaac because of my negative physique.""What happens when you have a negative physique?""Spirits will be drawn to bother me and might cause me a lo
"Mr. Jordan, the results are in. Miss Shenton's gynecological examination shows that she is still a virgin and meets all the standards. She's clean." The bodyguard respectfully informed the man on the other end of the phone at the entrance of the hospital's examination room. Caroline Shenton lowered her head and stood in the crowded corridor, trying to ignore the strange gazes of passersby. She was weighed down by the burden of her sick mother and father's gambling debts. Hence, she had resorted to using her body as a bargaining chip and agreed to get into bed with Evan Jordan. A moment later, Evan's deep and magnetic voice came through the phone. "Send her to Villa Rosa."*Back at Villa Rosa, in the dim light, Caroline huddled nervously under the blanket. The man standing by the bed looked incomparably handsome as he stared down at her with his stone-cold eyes. Caroline knew that he was Evan Jordan—a man so influential in Angelbay City, one could even call him the king.
Soon, the door opened. Henry appeared in the doorway, wearing a loose bathrobe. His piercing green eyes locked onto Casey, with a predatory gaze. Caroline's heart skipped a beat, but she forced a smile for the sake of the 70,000 dollars commission. "Monsieur Devereaux, sorry to disturb you," she said, stepping into the presidential suite. Henry shrugged and flashed her a smile. "Ms. Shenton, I've been waiting for you." Caroline's heart was racing, but she maintained her composure and placed the prepared contract on the coffee table. She subtly scanned the presidential suite from the corner of her eye, taking note of every detail. Once Henry took a seat on the sofa, Caroline retracted her gaze and sat down as well, keeping a slight distance from him. Henry handed her a glass of wine, and Caroline clinked her glass against his. "Thank you for your hospitality, Monsieur Devereaux." Henry's eyes lit up. "Ms. Shenton, you're very smart, and you're not shy. I like it!" Caroli
Despite her intense dizziness, Caroline managed to grab the signed contract from the coffee table before making her escape. Rushing out, she collided with a tall figure – a familiarly handsome and sinister face. Tears filled Caroline's eyes as she struggled, thrusting the contract into Evan's arms. Though she held onto Evan's clothes, she slid down weakly. In a hoarse voice, Caroline murmured, "Evan, I got the contract signed. Remember the 70,000 dollars commission..." Evan caught her before she fell. Just then, Henry emerged from the suite. Seeing Evan carrying Caroline, Henry demanded, "Give me that woman!" Evan's cold demeanor intensified upon hearing Henry's demand. Reuben, who followed closely behind, immediately intervened. He sternly warned Henry, "Monsieur Devereaux, she is Mr. Jordan's woman. How dare you lay hands on her?" Henry's mind was clouded, and his next words were filled with anger. "How is that possible? Then why did she come to meet me alone?" Re
After breakfast, the driver drove them to the company in Evan’s black Maybach. Half an hour later, the black Maybach stopped in front of the company. The driver respectfully opened the door for Evan, who stepped out elegantly in a well-tailored black coat, exuding a commanding aura. Loosening his tie, Evan handed documents to Caroline, his deep eyes freezing slightly when they landed on her pink lips. Suddenly, he raised his hand and gently rubbed the corner of her lips with his calloused fingers. "There’s a little lipstick smudged outside your lipline." As Evan wiped away the stray lipstick from Caroline's lips with his thumb, his warm and gentle touch caused Caroline's eyes to tremble uncontrollably. Catching sight of her flustered and helpless reflection in Evan's eyes, Caroline quickly composed herself. She thanked him calmly, despite her fluttering heart. Evan withdrew his hand and smiled before striding confidently toward the office. Meanwhile, Caroline managed
Reuben left without a word, and Caroline slumped into her chair. She covered her face with her hands to hide the sadness that threatened to consume her. Evan's actions made it clear that he had no intention of keeping her as his personal secretary, now that the person he truly cared about was back. It was time for her to accept that she was merely a substitute. Buzz— Her thoughts were interrupted by the buzzing of her phone on the desk. It was her mother's attending doctor, Scott Wilson. Caroline anxiously answered the call. "Dr. Wilson, is something wrong with my mother?" "Caroline, do you have time to come to the hospital now?" Scott replied. Hearing Dr. Wilson's tone, Caroline quickly stood up, her heart racing. "Yes, I'll be right there!" * Twenty minutes later, Caroline arrived at the hospital entrance wearing only a simple shirt. Sneezing from the cold wind as she got out of the car at the hospital entrance, Caroline hurriedly ran towards the inpatient building.
Caroline replied, "Go ahead, I'm listening." Katie opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. She pursed her lips and took a deep breath. "Carol, you're actually not…" "Honey!" As Katie began to speak, an unexpected visitor barged into the ward. A man reeking of alcohol and cigarette smoke stumbled in, his scraggly beard adding to his disheveled appearance. He sat down opposite Caroline. "How did it go? Clay didn't bully you, did he?" Katie's face twisted with disgust. "What are you doing here? Haven't you caused enough trouble for us?" Ignoring Katie's hostility, Bradley Shenton smacked his lips and turned his attention to Caroline. "Carol, could you step out for a moment? I need to talk to your Mom alone." Caroline hesitated. However, she knew that her father rarely visited, so she decided to give them some space to talk. As she stood up from the chair, she warned Bradley, "Don't make Mom angry." Bradley nodded in agreement, but Caroline looked back every few steps