Mag-log inAfter 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
Laura glanced at him, half helpless, half amused. “Oh, come on, are you mad at me now?”“No. I’m just not talking to you. Hurry up.”“Alright, alright, almost done.”She kept her promise, typing faster while trying not to laugh.About fifteen minutes later, she finally finished her report, shut her
Who would have imagined a tycoon busking at Temptation Alley’s night market outside a university?But when he finally spoke, everyone realized that this wasn’t a street performance, it was a confession!That confession instantly set the place alight; curiosity and shock spread—who was the tycoon con
Adora: On a more serious note, though, this little getaway of yours might be the perfect time to conceive. You’re relaxed and happy, which actually boosts your chances. Make the most of it.Laura read the message, her cheeks instantly burning as she thought about their “late-night workouts” over the
Laura clicked her seatbelt into place, then froze at his words. Turning to look at him intently, she asked, “You really plan to have kids as soon as we’re married?”Nathan tapped the wheel lightly, glanced back at her, and countered, “Don’t you?”If she said no, he could understand.She had only jus







