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Paige was clueless about whom to learn from, even if she wanted to. Chris raised an eyebrow, saying, "With me as your teacher, who else do you need to look for?"Paige hesitated. A teacher? What kind of teacher?Chris grinned. "I'll teach you..."Paige blinked, utterly confused.…After a considerable amount of time, Paige, with a bright red face, pulled up the blanket to cover herself. She was too embarrassed to face anyone.Chris looked at the bundled girl and chuckled. "Let's call it a day. I'll teach you more tomorrow."Under the covers, Paige was at a loss for words. More lessons tomorrow?“No.” Chris had a change of heart and shook his head. “Let's stick to what we did today. You're still getting the hang of it, and there's much to learn.”Paige stayed silent.“Learning takes time. We can't rush it.” Chris continued, “That’ll only lead to a mess. You need to take it step by step, learn each thing properly, and become an expert.”Paige covered her ears with her ha

Could Chris not see through her actions to know that she loved him? She could not believe that Chris could not see it. Everyone else did and knew she liked him.Luna and Ann from the Jewells had helped her, playing matchmaker for her and Chris. They even did it so blatantly. Ann had said countless times that Chris should be with her. Being so clever, how could Chris not know?"How could you not know?” Shelly asked, crying. Chris replied, "How am I supposed to know if you never said it?""Now that I'm saying it, what about you? What do you think of me?" Shelly cried. Chris sighed and said, "What else can I think? I'm married to Paige now, and she's carrying my child. What more can I think?"Upon hearing Chris's words, Shelly paused. She blinked and looked at Chris. "If... if you weren't married to Paige, would there still be a chance for us? Would you be with me?" Chris nodded. "Of course. If I were single, anything is possible."‘It was possible to be with him, after a

Wendy glanced through the surveillance feed and was taken aback to see several police officers in uniform approaching. Her heart skipped a beat. If one had a clear conscience, they would not be afraid of ghosts knocking at their door. However, she had something to hide, and that made her especially nervous.Yet, fear could not keep her from opening the door. Wendy sighed and greeted the officers with a forced smile, "Officers, can I help you with something?""Are you Ms. Wilson?" One of the officers inquired."Yeah, that's me." Wendy nodded."We have a murder case related to you. Please come with us to the police station to assist in the investigation," the officer explained.Wendy felt a shiver down her spine. A murder case? What murder case?"Officer, what murder case are you talking about? I have no idea," Wendy said, trying to maintain composure despite her racing heart and trembling body.The only people she had harmed were Paige and the child growing inside her belly

It was as if he was the one expecting a child.Chris noticed Paige turning her face away, knowing the young girl was upset."Shelly did it." Chris shifted the topic."Huh?" Paige turned back, puzzled, as she looked at Chris. Was she too slow to catch up with Chris's high IQ train of thought? They were talking about her friends. How did Shelly get involved?Moreover, what did Shelly do?Paige hesitated for a moment and suddenly realized. He was talking about..."Did Shelly threaten Ms. Wilson?" Paige asked in surprise.Chris nodded. The girl was not entirely clueless, and she was getting smarter. Was this the effect of being around a clever person like himself? "How did she know about Ms. Wilson and Dan?" Paige asked, curious.Chris said, "Shelly and Wendy happened to work out at the same gym."What a coincidence! Paige thought.Hevensford had numerous high-end gyms, yet Shelly and Ms. Wilson happened to be in the same one. It must have been when Shelly saw Dan and Ms. W

Chris remained silent. Paige had a point. No one is a saint; everyone harbors some dirty thoughts at some point in their lives. The difference lies in whether those thoughts manifest into actions. Some act on their dark impulses, while others let those thoughts remain just that–thoughts."While Sierra has done many wrong things to me, no matter what, I can't bring myself to hate her. You, growing up showered with love and expectations, might not understand someone like me. I never experienced the warmth of expectations and love at home. I was scolded and used as a punching bag regularly, especially by my mom. Whenever she argued with Dad or Grandpa, she believed it was because of me. Mom made it crystal clear many times that if it weren't for health issues preventing her from aborting me, she would've gotten rid of me long ago. She said other kids were angels sent to repay their parents, while I was a demon seeking revenge. All her misfortunes and disasters were my fault. I was yo