LOGINAfter thanking the officers, Louis checked the time—it was already half past nine.“Let’s head home. The temperature’s dropping; I don’t want anyone catching a cold.”Marcus stood still, muttering under his breath, “But Loraine’s favorite singer hasn’t even gone on yet…”Louis turned sharply toward
“He said he was thirsty, so I went to buy him a drink. I clearly told him not to move and when I got back, he was gone!”Loraine’s face went pale with worry. “Let’s look for him right now! I saw security guards and some police officers earlier. We can ask them for help!”The three of them forgot all
Mason, the quieter and more composed one, simply listened to the music, occasionally nodding along to the rhythm.The youngest, Manuel, was too short to see the stage at all, swallowed up by the crowd and left with nothing but the thundering music pounding in his ears.Before long, he got restless.
“Marcus, every time you sneak out, you use the same excuse,” Manuel said, crossing his arms. “Can’t you at least come up with something new?”Marcus froze. Loraine quickly jumped in with a smile. “Manuel, we really do have something serious to take care of this time. It’s boring stuff. You’d have w
“Raine, look, your fingers need to lift here, then drop cleanly. Watch my hand when I play.”In the Walker family’s grand music room, young Mason was patiently teaching Loraine how to play the piano.Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, half spilling over the glossy surface of the hundred-tho
Grace tried to lift her head, but she was too weak to manage even that small movement.A nurse quickly stepped forward and raised the head of the bed so that Grace only needed to lower her gaze to see the tiny baby in Laura’s arms.“A daughter… girls are so sweet,” Grace murmured, the words faint bu
Louis chuckled. "Does your dad know how much of a flirt you are?"Before the little boy could answer, a notification popped up at the top of Louis’ phone screen.It was a message from Zachary.“White-Coat, Madame Lee tagged you in the group chat.”Louis frowned slightly, no longer paying attention t
There was no way White-Coat Deity could be Louis. Louis was the kind of man who exuded power and precision—a true capitalist through and through. The idea of him casually trading stocks in a group chat with amateur investors was laughable. And a man like him didn’t exactly radiate compassion, let
Peter stared at his own hand, his face twitching with regret. "Ruby, I didn’t mean to… I…" "I don’t want to live anymore!" Ruby wailed, covering her face as she ran up the stairs, sobbing uncontrollably. "Ruby!" Peter started after her, but at that moment, Julianne also turned on her heel and s
“What about Miss Ruby?”“The wedding’s still going to happen,” Eugene said without hesitation.Louis clenched his jaw so hard his molars ached. After a pause, he snapped, “Don’t call me uncle anymore. I don’t have a nephew as disgraceful as you.”“Uncle, I…”Eugene was about to speak when Louis’ ph







