No one can really keep a lie in secret. *** “Shit! I lost them again!” Ansel cursed in annoyance. He slammed his back against the parapet of his swivel chair. Both his hands joined together into fists full of furiousness. If only there was no fatal accidence before his eyes, he must have caught up with Qeiza. Luckily the brakes of his car were very gripping so there were no consecutive accidents. “Tsk, tsk, tsk! You’ve gone from the office in the early morning, then coming home like a general losing the war,” Xander scorned, slumping his butt on the couch. From his desk, he could see clearly when Ansel passed by in front of his room with a red face. That’s why he hastily tailed Ansel. “What’s going on?” he asked. “Your prey ran away again?” Ansel stared sharply at Xander. His dark eyes got darker. A white gleam in his pupils was like the radiance of a samurai that was ready to chop up Xander’s body. “Did you think it’s funny?” “Gosh! I just asked,” said Xander. “You’re gettin

Don’t blame the time if togetherness leads you to a new feeling. *** “You put something into the drink?” “No, I didn’t” Dae Hyun’s eyebrows got more linked. The drink hadn’t expired yet. But, why did Qeiza look so pale when he drank it? “A–actually … I’ve tasted it.” Qeiza’s tone sounded doubtful and embarrassed. The corners of her eyes stole a glance at Dae Hyun. Examining how her adopted brother would react after knowing the truth. Would he feel disgusted then running to the toilet to empty his stomach? “Really?” Dae Hyun’s eyes widened a little and gleamed oddly. “Sorry, Oppa. Ums, I planned to tell you, but … you already drank it.” “Just forget it! It happened.” “Hah!” Qeiza was amazed. She didn’t think Dae Hyun would react that easy. She thought Dae Hyun would be furious or threw the bottle at her face. “No! Wait!” Qeiza intended to rob the bottle from Dae Hyun’s hand when she saw that Dae Hyun would down his drink again. Dae Hyun smiled. “You don’t need to be panic

Every day, the nature always waits for you with full of surprises as long as you remain optimistic about life. *** Qeiza woke up with the black rings circle her eyes, just as dark as panda’s eyes. Her whole body felt sore and she wasn’t excited. She didn’t know what time she eventually succumbed to sleepiness. Thinking that the freshness of water could restore the vitality of her body, Qeiza wouldn’t like to waste the time by remaining lazy on the bed. She then bolted to the bathroom. After spending almost an hour to pamper herself, Qeiza got out with the nice fragrance that wafted through her entire bedroom. Qeiza felt her strength get stronger. She smiled in satisfaction, looking at her reflection in the mirror after finishing her minimalist make-up. “Okay. Let’s start the day with a smile and morning spirit,” Qeiza talked to herself. “Never let yesterday’s bad experiences affect your happiness today.” A wide smile framed Qeiza’s pretty face. She always had her own ways to chee

The eyes and ears can deceive because what we frequently see and hear are not the real facts. *** Aleta felt her heart burn as Qeiza disregarded her threat. She even dared to break through her defences and forced her step backwards. It caused her back hit the wall. Not accepting being treated in such a way, Aleta hunted Qeiza and successfully pulled her hand harshly. “Huh! What a shameless woman!” She snapped. “You thought who you are so you dare to attack me?!” “Let my hand free, Miss! While I’m still asking you nicely.” Qeiza was completely furious at Aleta. That strange woman just came unexpectedly and waved a war flag, whereas they definitely didn’t know each other. Did Aleta’s brain also have a problem, just the same as Ansel’s? “Don’t dream!” Aleta tightened her grip. “What’s this fuss?” A young man at the age of his last thirties got out of the elevator and immediately approached them. Qeiza soon recognized him as the one who had interviewed her earlier. Aleta gave her

Fleeing is not the best way to avoid someone who hurt you. Just face him and make peace with your past. *** “Are you alone, Miss?” Qeiza heard someone speak to her with the footsteps getting closer. She turned ninety degrees. She was a bit surprised when she recognized the face of the greeter under the dim moonlight. “Mr. Xander? I didn’t expect I’d meet you here,” said Qeiza in a flat tone. “Ah, my sight wasn’t wrong at all,” replied Xander. “I’ve seen you from the distance for a long time, but I was little doubtful if it’s really you, Miss Kim.” Xander showed his friendly smile. “It seems that you’re talented to be a spy.” “Gosh! I don’t think so, Miss. I just felt afraid of mistaking another person, so I should reassure myself before going to approach you.” “Whatever! It seems you’re alone too.” Qeiza turned back and focused her attention to the charm of the night on the bank of the Seine River. “You’re right,” replied Xander. “I’m running away from Ansel.” While mentionin