"What are afraid of? Major will not kill him." Parker tried to convince Tyler. In Mason's absence, Tyler had told the situation to Parker. There was only one reason behind it.  His straight man pride was hurt. "Heh, who knows that we might be called to pick up his corpse later."  "Whose corpse?" A voice came from their behind. Jumping from their seats, Tyler and Parker both answered, "No one's!" Jessica Miller watched them without batting an eyelash. She knew what they were talking about. She just wanted to confirm it. "We were just playing around. Please believe us!" "Yes, yes! We were really playing around." "..." "Where is he?" She looked around. Her eyes wandered through each and every corner of the room. "W-Who?" The men decided to play dumb as they fiddled with

"Hello, my little friends." Zaria Smith smiled as she approached her flowers in her lovely garden and started watering them.Who would have thought that the girl who could not live peacefully without seeing her flowers for even one day, would see her little babies after so long?'It has been a long time.' "We told the gardener to water them daily, so you don't need to worry about these." Hearing Madam Anderson's word, Zaria turned around and brightly smiled. "They are being gently taken care of.""Thank you so much, mom." "It's okay, dear. You don't need to thank me. We all are aware of how much these flowers are important to you." Zaria and her mother-in-law were walking in the garden with light steps when Madam Anderson abruptly stopped, "Ria, I'm not trying to be meddlesome, I just want to know that is there something terrible happening between you two which John and I don't know of?"Zaria bit her lips. She knew who was her mother-in-law referring. "I know it is between you,

"Heh, you thought being me out of the country would put a lit on your sins?" Mrs Saltzman's voice was cold and Mr Saltzman broke out in a cold sweat.And to think she lived a whole decade with a despicable man like this who had been hiding his true self just to get his hands on her money. How did she not see his true face under that dotting flattery mask all these years?"Honey, let me explain... It's really nothing. This woman was seducing me and kept telling me to leave you, but I refused her. I did nothing wrong. These are all false allegations. Please, believe me." Mr Slatzman's voice was persuading. However, his voice lacked sincerity. If it were the past, Mrs Saltzman would have been convinced by his words and instead would wrongly find faults in others.Mrs Saltzman glanced at the frightened girl who was trembling like a child who had been surrounded by dangerous criminals. As if on instinct, the girl made eye contact with her and pleaded with her eyes silently."Really? Then

When Zaria knocked, a lot of time passed and no one opened the entrance door. Knock.Knock!Zaria Smith was getting impatient but she did not let it reflect on her face. At this time, she glanced at the neighbourhood. It was a separate area where only some of the huge houses were established. It was obvious that it was a rich neighbourhood. She was busy peering at her surroundings when the door opened. Zaria let out a smile but it dimmed slightly since it was not Elian Anderson, but an elderly man in his mid-fifties who greeted her."Yes?"Zaria was confused. Did she come to the wrong address? "Are you here to apply for a job?" "A job?" Finally, Zaria said something."Young Master is hiring people for house chores. Miss, are you here for that?" Old Butler asked again. "You will find an old butler when you reached there. I sent him there to look after Elian. Don't worry, he is a good man." Suddenly, she remembered Madam Anderson's words and her eyes flickered in realization. "Ah

"The public is going crazy. You're getting a lot of hate comments on your profile and so many people are cursing you for being a beast. They are saying you used a girl and now you're throwing her away. Boycott Malcolm Augustus trend has been reaching everyone's ears rapidly."Malcolm sucked a breath, "What did my dad say?""With the increasing public pressure, he is suggesting to..." Manager Charles gulped. He was certainly aware that he was pushing himself to jump from a high cliff that had sharp stones on its ground. Once fallen, those sharp pieces would pierce him from his behind to his front. "To...?" "To leave this profession and join him in the company.""..." Two minutes passed, and the poor manager finally experienced what he knew was inevitable. Malcolm Augustus burst into flames. His veins popped out as he flung a glass on the floor, hard. It broke into little million pieces. 'Poor glass. How many he has broken till today?'Manager Charles winced. "Tell him under no