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
Cecilia could never truly be at ease.As the saying went—if mothers could fall ill in place of their children, heaven would be filled with them.Her voice trembled with grief as she whispered, “I’m already so old, I’ve lived long enough. Why won’t heaven let me take his illness? Why torment my son i
Ronald quickly called out, “Noah’s here, bring tea.”“No need, Mr. Ronald Madam Cecilia,” Noah replied politely, then turned to Louis with a frown. “Uncle, why are you back from the hospital? Did the doctors discharge you?”Louis started to rise, and Adora immediately helped him up, steadying him.
“Dad, please don’t go. Even if their whole family agreed now, Louis wouldn’t accept it. Let’s put an end to this.”After hanging up, Adora was about to go meet Louis when her phone rang again.She pulled it out.It was Noah.Her feelings were tangled, and she didn’t want to answer.She could already
Louis still had no idea what was happening.Just as Adora stepped out, Desmond entered the room with a group of young doctors for rounds, drawing his attention away.Outside the ward, Adora answered the call.“Adora, I’m at the hospital,” Noah said directly, his voice firm. “Jackson, Daniel, and Ia







