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Lana and Lucas' story was not considered a secret in the wealthy social circles of Bartham. When Walter and Martha tried to get Sasha to break up with Lucas, they went as far as to give her the most complete version of the story.Sasha knew every stupid thing that Lucas had done for Lana. She even secretly got jealous because of it. She never told Lucas about all these things. It was to the point that Lucas still thought that Sasha was unaware of his previous relationship. Because of that, when he heard what she said to Lana, he could not care about the wound on the back of his waist as he tried to push himself up from the floor."Sasha …"The policemen quickly stopped him. "Don't move! Your wound will be torn open again!"Hearing the commotion, Sasha turned around to shout at him coldly, "If you don't want to die, you better fucking lie down, Lucas! If you move again, I will kill you myself!" She did not give him any respect at all."... Oh." Lucas chickened out at once, hunching

Although Dylan said he was going to leave, he did not leave at once.It was not because of Kevan's persuasion but rather because Dylan had some tact himself. He had to stand together with Sharon at this time—even if he was only acting.The ballroom upstairs was not in chaos like they thought it was. The guests remained in their seats, and the waiters were bringing the dishes over in an orderly way. There was just a hint of discomfort on everyone's faces.Dylan and Kevan walked through the large ballroom to return to their seats.Xander and Cecilia's seats were already empty, and Martha's seat was also empty too. They had gone to accompany Lucas to the hospital. He did not know how Sharon informed everyone of what happened, but as the guests did not leave, he presumed that she did not tell the whole truth.He did not know if she had told Walter about the divorce issue. He guessed that she did not because she had more tact than him, and she knew to look at the big picture more than

"Huh?" Kevan rarely apologized, so Sharon thought that she had misheard. But Kevan repeated himself once more. "I'm sorry.""For what?" Sharon was more curious and confused than demanding to know answers."Today's incidents have nothing to do with Dylan," Kevan said, "I was the one who caused them." He never liked explaining himself to others, but he also did not want his best friend to take the blame for him.Sharon blinked. She could not understand. "Why?" He had no reason to ruin the wedding. He was not familiar with the newlywed couple, and he had no problems with either the Hermes family nor the Davis family. No matter how she looked at it, he seemed to be taking the blame for Dylan."I wanted Lana to suffer more." A sinister look flashed across Kevan's eyes at the mention of Lana.After Lana crashed her car into Larissa to hurt her, she became a wanted fugitive after vanishing before the start of her trial. Sharon knew a little about Kevan and Larissa's relationship. So, i

It was late at night.Kevan finally finished work for the day, and he closed a file, putting down the pen in his hand. His personal phone did not ring at all.Aster had gone to a closed-off winter camp organized by his kindergarten two days ago. He was not allowed to bring his phone, so Kevan lost contact with him.A developed habit suddenly changing due to this made Kevan feel like he had lost his emotional support system. He worked harder than ever, and he became a duller person.Kevan leaned back into his chair tiredly, and he rubbed the aching spot between his eyes. It was nearly 12 am, and he could see that the lights of the internet company next door were still on through the wide floor-to-ceiling windows.The bitterness in his heart gradually turned mild—at least, he was not the only person who was alone on such a late night.Suddenly, he had the idea to call Dylan to accompany him. So, he called Dylan.Ever since being abandoned by Kevan at the City Hall's parking lot an

Problems?"I actually wish she would get mad at me." Kevan laughed coldly at himself.Because only then the excuses he prepared would be useful. But she never said anything nor expressed anything. He could not figure out what she was feeling, so he did not dare to do anything hasty.Kevan felt a wave of irritation. "Give me back my liquor." He reached out to take the glass back, but Dylan avoided him. In the middle of their fight for the glass, half the whiskey spilled out and stained their clothes.The wet fabric stuck to Kevan's skin, and the sudden coldness made him frown. He swiftly took his clothes off and called a server over. He then instructed the server to "buy me a new set of clothes."The server was new. He only remembered Kevan due to his manager's constant nagging to remember this very important guest, so he did not know Dylan. When he saw the unkempt duo in the private room, the server's face turned a little bit red, and his eyes sparkled.Now that this scene had ta