"Nice room." That's a comment Tobbie made after setting foot on The Star. After commenting on the exterior design of The Star agency building, commenting on the elegant lobby design, now Tobbie is starting to comment on the Lean room which is designed very masculine with a predominance of gray. "I thought you would come more formally." Lean blatantly insinuated Tobbie's style today. A leather jacket, a black T-shirt peeking out from the gap in a jacket that doesn't fully zip, dark jeans, sneakers, and a black tote bag that Lean suspected contained the various files the man needed to force him to sign. "The charm offered in a summer vacation setting is too hard to resist." “Are you here on vacation or work? Coffee." Lean put a cup of coffee in front of Tobbie. That's the coffee Winnie made. Unfortunately he didn't feel like enjoying coffee. Not with Tobbie's presence in his office. Indirectly the man made his mood even worse. You could say this morning he was messed up And unfort

All night Lean has to keep Avelyn from being unconscious. In a panic, Lean decided to take Avelyn to his apartment. It was completely unthinkable in Lean's mind to take Avelyn to the hospital because he was too worry about Avelyn's situation. Plus, if he took Avelyn to the hospital, it would only create a scene. In this city, even though people are indifferent to each other, there is still a sly paparazzi who likes to take advantage of the situation. So in the end Lean turned the steering wheel toward his apartment and immediately lifted Avelyn outside as soon as they reached the basement of the lonely apartment. One of the things he is grateful for about the apartment, they prioritize a very strict privacy system. None of the spies managed to infiltrate the apartment to extract information that the owner of the information did not allow. After Lean managed to bring Avelyn to his room, the man immediately laid Avelyn carefully on the bed and took a towel to dry Avelyn's drenched body

Letha rested on her chin in Hill's room while accompanying the boy to play with his dinosaurs. It had been quite a while since Tatyana had said goodbye to go out with her boyfriend. Her heart had been wondering whether Lean would come to see his child? Is Lean willing to leave the pleasures that woman offers in his apartment? The more she thought about it, Letha's head grew dizzy and her heart pounded. She can't just keep expecting a man who clearly doesn't expect her anymore. This is her fault. The other side of her was sneering while laughing at her old foolishness. She was too arrogant when Lean volunteered take responbility to his past. And at that time, when Lean was staying at her house in Tacoma, Lean said he wanted to make a whole family for Hill. The man wanted to fulfill the dream of children in general who always wanted a warm family with a complete father and mother. How he hated himself, who at Hill's age could not feel a normal family life, so he didn't want something

Lean stroked the top of Hill's head affectionately. Just as he expected, Hill was still sick and not completely healed. After an hour of playing in the park, Hill has now fallen asleep on his shoulders. That kid was not as active as usual. When he tried to impress Hill with his basketball skills, the boy just clapped his hands without showing any enthusiasm. But whatever it was, Lean felt relieved that Hill was doing well. It only takes a little more time to rest, medicine, and nutritious food, and Hill will soon recover from illness. "Oh, I was just about to catch up with you." Letha looked surprised when Lean suddenly stood behind her who had just locked the apartment door. Seeing Hill sleeping comfortably on Lean's shoulder, Letha hurriedly opened the door to her apartment again and immediately opened the door wide for Lean. "Your friend is home?" “Yes, ten minutes ago. After clearing the glasses and plates, I intend to catch up with you. Is he a bother?" Letha led Lean to Hill

Elvis Taylor is an old man with a gloomy face who has not been touched by happiness during his life. Since his wife and child died, Elvis has continued to make himself like a robot who has absolutely no thought for his own health. Now at the age of fifty-three, Elvis looked so pale, his cheekbones protruded horribly because of his thin body. Her eyeballs, once brilliant green, had faded to a cloudy green from looking at the computer too much. Elvis's pale skin looked wrinkled here and there because of the effects of the hard drugs he had been consuming. Although he never considered his heart disease to be a serious disease, he occasionally took medication to survive. He needs to endure until he finds the right person to replace him. There are thousands of employees who survive from the business he started. If he dies, then who will be responsible for them? It's not easy running a business in the life of the family troubles that have haunted him for the past twenty five years or so. E