Macie, Alice, and Sean didn't speak as they ate. The only sounds in the room came from the soft clinking of silverware against porcelain plates.Macie kept her head down, quietly enjoying the meal. The restaurant was expensive, but the food was worth it. Everything tasted amazing.Focused on her plate, she was completely immersed in the flavors. Across from her, Sean occasionally glanced up. His eyes drifted in her direction as he quietly observed her.Macie ate with poise and grace—an elegance that spoke volumes about her upbringing or self-discipline.Her speech was polished, and her manners were impeccable. She didn't fall short of the refinement you'd expect from someone raised in a wealthy family.Sean remembered Alice mentioning that Macie was an orphan, which made her self-taught etiquette and professionalism all the more significant.Moreover, she'd gotten into Arlington College, unlike Alice, who'd gone the arts route.Macie was undeniably sharp. She was off-the-charts
Sean felt wrongfully accused. He was completely exasperated and at a loss for words. "I'm not blaming Macie for anything. It was just a simple question, really," he said, trying to explain himself.Every time he said something, Macie always replied with such polite, measured courtesy that even when he didn't mean anything by it, she'd still apologize first."What's the point of asking if you didn't care?" Alice snorted.Sean fell silent. He really hadn't meant anything by it, but now it felt like he couldn't explain himself out of it, no matter what he said."I wasn't blaming you. Don't take it the wrong way," Sean turned to Macie and added calmly."And just like on that call, what I said wasn't a curse. It was a medical suggestion. That's all."Macie gave a slight nod. She hadn't actually been offended. She hadn't felt attacked, either. However, when it came to dealing with Sean, it was always safer to err on the side of caution. Admitting fault first gave him no room to twist h
"I'm your sister, and May is my friend. That's not the same thing," Alice muttered, shooting Sean a look of disbelief.Sean was so used to teasing her that now he was treating her friends the same way. He was just piling on the torment.He went straight for verbal jabs with Alice, but with Macie? It was all sly teasing and "playful" provocation.Macie listened to Sean's excuse and honestly agreed with Alice's rebuttal. She wasn't part of the Hart family. Sean was acting way too familiar with her, especially considering that he'd misjudged her at the start and stormed off like some arrogant tyrant.Facing Alice's complaint, Sean calmly offered his version of logic. "Well, she's your friend, so I'm treating her like a sister, too. There's no need for formalities."His one remark silenced Macie and Alice. The two exchanged a glance, momentarily at a loss for words.Macie thought that Sean was perhaps being too informal. After all, they weren't related by blood.Alice also found it
Macie quickly adjusted her expression and tried to look perfectly calm, as if nothing was wrong. Then she gave a soft, polite smile."Just tell the truth," Sean said casually. "Even if you say that you dropped it down the toilet, I won't hold it against you."Macie was at a loss for words. She thought that Sean's intuition was rather scary and wondered if she should tell the truth or come up with a half-decent lie and roll with it."Did you actually drop it in the toilet?" Alice asked, peering over at her friend. "It's fine. It wasn't like you did it on purpose."Macie looked at her, then glanced at Sean. He sat there with a look that made it clear he wasn't letting this go until she gave him something—anything.And lying risked getting caught, which would be worse."It's… somewhere safe," she said, her smile stiff. "There's no need to worry about it ending up in the wrong hands.""Be specific," Sean replied flatly.Macie sighed. "It's in a trash can. No one's going to go diggi
Two incidents happened on the day Macie Smith decided to get a divorce.Firstly, Edward Fowler's first love, Sharon Emerson, returned to the country. To celebrate the occasion, he spent a fortune to rent a cruise, where he spent two wild days and nights with her.The media widely covered the rumors of them potentially getting back together.Secondly, Macie had accepted the invitation of a college senior to rejoin the company they had founded before as a director.She would leave this place after a month. Naturally, no one cared about her plans. To Edward, she was akin to a maid who had married into the Fowler family.During this time, Macie quietly removed all traces of her in the Fowler residence. She bought a flight ticket out of the city without anyone knowing.In three days, nothing here would concern her anymore. She and Edward would become strangers.…"I need two portions of soup. Get it delivered now."A text notification popped up on Macie's phone. She frowned at Ed
Edward left in great strides, holding Sharon in his arms. When he walked through the door, he accidentally bumped into Macie's shoulder, causing her to stumble and fall down beside the door frame.The searing pain coming from the top of her foot and her shin made her hold on tightly to the door frame.People in the room shot her funny looks. Some looked on with disdain.But that didn't matter to Macie anymore. She slowly got up and turned around. Holding onto the wall, she inched out of the room with much difficulty.When Macie arrived at the hospital, the nurse who approached to treat her wound inhaled sharply upon seeing the injury on Macie's foot.She took in the massive and tiny blisters around Macie's wound, gasping, "Oh my God! How did this happen?"Macie clenched her jaw from the excruciating pain. Her cheek muscles were sore, and she struggled to answer the nurse.The nurse sighed while applying the medication. She explained, "Just now, we had a patient with burns. Her b
Edward paused in surprise and pursed his lips. He stared ahead of him but ultimately said nothing.Macie listened to the conversation between him and Sharon. A mocking smile was played on her lips. She might be Edward's legal spouse, but in reality, she felt like the third wheel between Edward and Sharon.Edward walked on while Sharon trotted beside him. Macie did not want to interact with Sharon, but that didn't stop the latter from stirring up trouble."May, it must have hurt. I'm so sorry. Edward had sent me to the hospital first because he was worried about the impact on my career. I hope you don't blame him," Sharon said.Smirking, Macie replied flatly, "I don't blame you. You're the most important person to him."Although Macie was speaking the truth, it sounded like she was taking a jab at Edward. Displeased, he fired back, "What's with that tone? Even if Sharon was the one who lost her grip on the container, you were also responsible for not securing the lid."Macie did
It was 11:00 pm when Macie got home. She didn't keep the lights in the living room on because she knew that Edward might spend the night with Sharon elsewhere. He wouldn't come home.She carried the first-aid kit and hauled her pain-ridden body to her small bedroom.Her two-year marriage was just a sham. Edward saved himself for Sharon and refused to let Macie anywhere near his main bedroom.When she thought back to it, she realized that it wasn't that bad after all. She'd be disgusted with herself if Edward took her.She quickly disinfected the wounds on her elbow and the back of her feet. When she was done, she was too spent to even store away the first-aid kit. She left it on her bedside table, thinking to put it away the next morning.She changed into her pajamas and lay in bed. Pain shot up from the base of her spine as she shifted, forcing her to inhale sharply.She softened her movements. Eyes closed, she shut all the thoughts out of her mind. Soon, she grew drowsy.Meanw
Macie quickly adjusted her expression and tried to look perfectly calm, as if nothing was wrong. Then she gave a soft, polite smile."Just tell the truth," Sean said casually. "Even if you say that you dropped it down the toilet, I won't hold it against you."Macie was at a loss for words. She thought that Sean's intuition was rather scary and wondered if she should tell the truth or come up with a half-decent lie and roll with it."Did you actually drop it in the toilet?" Alice asked, peering over at her friend. "It's fine. It wasn't like you did it on purpose."Macie looked at her, then glanced at Sean. He sat there with a look that made it clear he wasn't letting this go until she gave him something—anything.And lying risked getting caught, which would be worse."It's… somewhere safe," she said, her smile stiff. "There's no need to worry about it ending up in the wrong hands.""Be specific," Sean replied flatly.Macie sighed. "It's in a trash can. No one's going to go diggi
"I'm your sister, and May is my friend. That's not the same thing," Alice muttered, shooting Sean a look of disbelief.Sean was so used to teasing her that now he was treating her friends the same way. He was just piling on the torment.He went straight for verbal jabs with Alice, but with Macie? It was all sly teasing and "playful" provocation.Macie listened to Sean's excuse and honestly agreed with Alice's rebuttal. She wasn't part of the Hart family. Sean was acting way too familiar with her, especially considering that he'd misjudged her at the start and stormed off like some arrogant tyrant.Facing Alice's complaint, Sean calmly offered his version of logic. "Well, she's your friend, so I'm treating her like a sister, too. There's no need for formalities."His one remark silenced Macie and Alice. The two exchanged a glance, momentarily at a loss for words.Macie thought that Sean was perhaps being too informal. After all, they weren't related by blood.Alice also found it
Sean felt wrongfully accused. He was completely exasperated and at a loss for words. "I'm not blaming Macie for anything. It was just a simple question, really," he said, trying to explain himself.Every time he said something, Macie always replied with such polite, measured courtesy that even when he didn't mean anything by it, she'd still apologize first."What's the point of asking if you didn't care?" Alice snorted.Sean fell silent. He really hadn't meant anything by it, but now it felt like he couldn't explain himself out of it, no matter what he said."I wasn't blaming you. Don't take it the wrong way," Sean turned to Macie and added calmly."And just like on that call, what I said wasn't a curse. It was a medical suggestion. That's all."Macie gave a slight nod. She hadn't actually been offended. She hadn't felt attacked, either. However, when it came to dealing with Sean, it was always safer to err on the side of caution. Admitting fault first gave him no room to twist h
Macie, Alice, and Sean didn't speak as they ate. The only sounds in the room came from the soft clinking of silverware against porcelain plates.Macie kept her head down, quietly enjoying the meal. The restaurant was expensive, but the food was worth it. Everything tasted amazing.Focused on her plate, she was completely immersed in the flavors. Across from her, Sean occasionally glanced up. His eyes drifted in her direction as he quietly observed her.Macie ate with poise and grace—an elegance that spoke volumes about her upbringing or self-discipline.Her speech was polished, and her manners were impeccable. She didn't fall short of the refinement you'd expect from someone raised in a wealthy family.Sean remembered Alice mentioning that Macie was an orphan, which made her self-taught etiquette and professionalism all the more significant.Moreover, she'd gotten into Arlington College, unlike Alice, who'd gone the arts route.Macie was undeniably sharp. She was off-the-charts
Macie looked at Alice with gratitude in her eyes. The latter had practically voiced everything Macie was thinking.She wanted to nod along so badly, but held it back, keeping her composure while mentally agreeing with her friend wholeheartedly."She wouldn't say it to my face, but she sure had a lot to say behind my back," Sean said lightly as he shot Macie a sideways glance.Macie said nothing. It had been one of those classic moments. She thought that she was venting safely behind his back, only to get caught in the act by the very person she'd been talking about. She had already known that he was aware since last week, but now that he brought it up again, she couldn't help but feel a little awkward.However, the awkwardness only lasted a few seconds. She knew that Sean could be a real menace sometimes. He had a whole track record of being impossible."You mean she can't call you out to your face, and now she can't even vent about you behind your back?" Alice shot back at Sean
The waiter had already taken their order and left. Alice turned to Macie with a half-guilty look. She said, "May, you really didn't have to splurge like this. Taking Sean to some casual diner would've been totally fine."Macie thought that something too casual wouldn't exactly suit Sean's stature.He was the CEO of Hart Group, after all. The man had done her a huge favor. If she invited him somewhere cheap and cheerful, she'd risk him calling her out for being stingy.Macie had always kept a respectful distance from Sean as he wasn't someone she could afford to offend. When it came to speaking with him or even the smallest gesture, she made sure to tread carefully, never leaving room for him to mock or twist her words."Mr. Hart has helped me a lot. A proper thank-you is the least I can do. Choosing a nice place is just a way to show my sincerity," she explained to Alice.Alice replied, "See? This is what I mean. You're always so meticulous. It's almost too much."Across from the
Edward scrolled through the photos, but when he saw that the man in the driver's seat wasn't Julian, he froze.The photo had been taken from an angle that caught the driver's side profile. Edward thought that the man looked vaguely familiar, but he couldn't quite place him.He wondered who this guy was. He didn't know where he had suddenly come from.He kept scrolling, hoping for a clearer shot, but there wasn't even a proper back view, let alone a front-facing one. He couldn't identify the man at all.Immediately, he grabbed his phone and made a call. The moment it connected, his voice was sharp with irritation as he said, "Are you trying to lose your job? What the hell is this? I'm paying you, and this is what you send me? You can't even get one clear shot of his face?"The person on the other end of the call, clearly unfazed by Edward's anger, replied evenly, "We just wanted to flag this for you because the man seen with the target today hasn't appeared before. He picked her up
"Macie is indeed fair-skinned," Sean said casually.Macie was so fair that she practically glowed. He found himself thinking that she was like fine porcelain or a wisp of cloud."I told you! Even Sean agrees with me," Alice chimed in smugly.Macie gave her a polite smile, and the two kept chatting as the car rolled to a stop at the restaurant.Sean parked in the private parking lot, and the three of them took the elevator up. A hostess guided them to the private dining room they'd reserved.Meanwhile, two men in plain clothes stood idly near the curb across the street, glancing toward the restaurant's front doors. The place looked clearly high-end, so they didn't dare enter without an invitation.They pulled out their phone to check, and as they had expected, the restaurant only accepted guests with reservations. Walk-ins weren't allowed, which meant that there was no way they were getting in that day.That left them with no choice. Since they couldn't get close, they pulled up
Alice couldn't take it anymore. She thought that Sean was seriously the worst. She couldn't understand why he would pick on women like it was a sport. What kind of talent was that?But before she could jump back in, Macie had already devised the perfect comeback. She smiled softly and said, "Mr. Hart, your charm doesn't come from your outfit. It comes from you. So, whether it's today or any other day, it all works."Sean's lips twitched up. He was unable to hide the grin. He didn't always mind a little flattery, especially when it was delivered like that. Honestly, it put him in a pretty damn good mood.Alice gave Macie a thumbs-up from the front seat. "That was a ten out of ten. You handled his question perfectly."Sean glanced at Macie. "Get in before you roast out there."Relieved the teasing had finally stopped, Macie opened the back door and slipped inside.The engine started, and the AC inside the car was blasting. Within moments, Macie felt a wave of cool relief wash over