Semua Bab Love in the dark: Bab 371 - Bab 380

After Diana left, Katie asked curiously, "Is Miss Cole your friend?" Zoey shook her head and said no. Katie didn't have a very good impression of Diana and said, "Those ladies looked like bullies. They seemed more like they'd come to trash our studio than to show support." Zoey had a similar impression of Diana too, but she thought that Diana was quite foolish because she willingly let Sarah use her. "It's nothing. Just don't bother with her if she doesn't provoke you. If she makes your life difficult, then you don't have to be nice either."Katie blinked at Zoey and said, "Then I won't be nice, but of course, I'll still be professional when designing her villa." Zoey smiled and said, "She's just…a little spoiled, but she's very naive. I think you'll be able to deal with her." Katie had dealt with these types of rich but foolish girls at her old job, and she knew that as long as she sweet-talked them and rained exaggerated compliments on them, everything would run smoothly. "I k

The word "police" drove Robert into a panic. It was an eye for an eye. What he had done back then was premeditated murder. He closed his email with shaking hands and came back to his senses. He glared at Jasmine with gritted teeth, thinking that if she hadn't given him the idea, he would never have been bold enough to order a hit on someone. He'd already had enough of the driver's son threatening him all these years! Robert no longer felt the same deep affection for Jasmine as he had last time, and he thought the saying was true. Husband and wife went their own ways when the house burned down. Not only did he hate the sight of her now, but he even blamed the whole terrible incident on her. She'd been the one to brainwash him and ask him to get rid of those people. He didn't have the balls to kill anyone. If he hadn't listened to her, then he wouldn't have someone threatening him and so many sleepless nights now. Robert asked coldly, "How much money do you have left in your bank acc

A few seconds later, Laurence softened his voice and spoke again, "That's great."Having shared her happiness, she suddenly realized she may have told him too much. He probably didn't care about what she had to say anyway.Zoey hailed a taxi. She wound down the window, allowing the chilly breeze to caress her face. "I'm on my way home. If there's nothing else, I'll end the call now."Laurence's tone sounded no different than usual. "We'll talk when you get back."Zoey didn't think it was something too important. Otherwise, he would've told her over the phone.Recently, she'd been suffering from motion sickness a lot. As a result, she didn't dare stare at her screen for too long during the ride. Once she hung up the phone, she only watched the scenery whiz past outside and enjoyed the breeze.She managed to arrive home a few minutes earlier than Laurence. She unlocked her phone and instantly saw the news about Robert's arrest. Reading further, she found no additional information d

When Laurence returned with her glass of water, Zoey had already climbed back into bed.He handed her the glass, and she absentmindedly downed its contents in a few gulps. Eyeing the empty glass, Laurence offered, "Should I get you another glass?"To which Zoey responded with a shake of her head, "That's fine, I've had enough."Instead, she asked, "Why are you up? Don't you need sleep?"It wasn't that he didn't need sleep—he just couldn't fall asleep. How could he go to sleep with something weighing on his mind? He still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that she had developed depression, not to mention depression so severe that she needed medication.Before dinner, he'd consulted a private doctor via text. However, he wasn't a professional psychiatrist and didn't exactly have expertise in this field. Struggling to fall asleep, he climbed out of bed in the middle of the night to dig into this a little further. The internet was his only source given the time of day—he couldn't

There was no telling whether Robert was trying to convince himself or was simply stating the reality. Robert had panicked at first. He'd been careful to wire the money to the driver, moving the funds between various accounts, and paid the man through the bank account of a distant relative. It never occurred to him that the police would manage to trace the money. It was hard to reopen an old case. Robert wasn't wrong to say that the dead man told no tales. He'd suffered from bouts of anxiety, barely able to eat or get a good night's sleep. His former parents-in-law had haunted him in his sleep. It had taken a few days for him to regain his composure. Money could make his problems go away. Besides, Jasmine would hire the best attorney for him to avoid litigation. What if the voice recording was handed over to the police? There was a possibility that it wasn't admissible as evidence. Robert put all his hope in his family and... Laurence. The Scotts, with their vast resources and