MasukAfter 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
She was frantic, waving desperately at passing taxis, but every one of them already had passengers. Just as she was running out of options, a flashy sports car slowly rolled up in front of them.It looked familiar—they’d seen it before at the real estate agency.Adora frowned the moment she saw it,
But Madame Lee said she never had any sexual experience, so it was impossible for her to be Adora. After all, Adora had been abducted for three years. The fact she didn’t contract HIV was already a stroke of luck.It was simply impossible she hadn’t been sexually assaulted. The Matthews family
Adora’s tone was clinical, drawing a clear line around the “favor” from that night—cold, precise, and transactional.Louis listened, his sharp, handsome features tightening with confusion. It took him a few seconds before he finally spoke. “Is this how you deal with people in general? Counting ever
“It was serious.”“Is she in the hospital? Which department?” Eugene asked, his voice rising with urgency.Louis stopped and turned to look at his nephew, and the expression on his face went beyond cold; it was thunderous.Eugene quickly added, “I’m not asking for myself. The Matthews family is look







