All Chapters of Side Chick Era… Over: Chapter 1361 - Chapter 1370

Lex had told Damien that the last time he'd been live-streamed—humiliated in front of everyone—it was Sharon who had done it.After that incident, he became the laughingstock of everyone and was forced to resign from his position.He had gone into hiding to avoid the backlash, while his nemesis constantly flooded the internet with his most embarrassing photos and videos.Damien's hatred for Sharon ran deep.Being watched so intensely, Sharon felt speechless. She hadn't done anything to Damien, yet the way he looked at her was as if she were the murderer of his father.Could it be that she'd grown too close to Uriah, infringing on what he considered his territory? That was why he wanted any excuse to attack her?At that moment, Thomas stepped forward, blocking Damien's line of sight."Damien, you really have a stubborn head. Are you planning to keep running into the wall until it breaks, then turn around?"Damien didn't know Thomas's true identity—he assumed he was just a highly

Thomas looked at the doctors. "The patient is exhibiting signs of mental instability and delusions. Begin with a simple treatment for him."The doctors responded with utmost respect. "Understood, Mr. Ferrero."Two of them stepped forward to the bed, securing Damien with restraint straps.Damien's expression shifted, alarm flashing in his eyes. "What are you doing?!"One doctor spoke softly. "We're treating you, Mr. Malcolm. There is no need to fear—it will not endanger your life."Damien tried to speak further, but an electric current surged from his head and coursed through his body. He convulsed uncontrollably, unable to form a single word.The two doctors lifted the electrotherapy devices and began administering controlled shocks to Damien's head.He nearly blacked out from the jolts.Yet, the doctors' timing was precise. The moment he approached unconsciousness, they paused.Half an hour later, Damien lay in a state of complete physical collapse—eyes rolling back, foam spi

Silas shook his head. "I don't think that's it. You've known Jamie for so many years, and Thomas has only just appeared. Besides, Thomas is Jamie's rival. Why would someone like that create a rift between you and Jamie?"Victoria sighed softly. "But… I can't find any other reason."She rarely showed her emotions, but at this moment, exhaustion weighed heavily on her."I shouldn't have gotten so close to Thomas," she murmured.At last, Victoria had to admit it: Thomas was someone she simply could not control.Silas asked, "Jamie didn't make some strange, unreasonable request again, did he?"Victoria massaged her weary brow. "He wants to make up for his birthday. That wouldn't be a problem by itself, but he actually wants me to make up all the gifts he's ever received—from the day he was born until now. Twenty-nine gifts in total. Just choosing them… I don't even know how long it'll take."Silas's eyes widened. "Twenty-nine? Is Jamie… really having some psychological issue because

The gift boxes were neatly arranged into a pyramid, allowing them to be unwrapped one by one, starting from the top.Victoria's gifts, though stacked with perfect precision and visually appealing, were entirely different from Sharon's "Number One to Twenty-Nine" approach. None of the gifts bore numbers—they simply felt like a thoughtless gesture, meant to fill in the birthdays Jamie had missed.Seeing Jamie standing in front of the pyramid with an unreadable expression and a faint furrow between his brows, Victoria asked, "Jamie, aren't you going to open them?"Jamie's gaze returned to the gifts, and he picked up the first one.It was a pen—clearly expensive.He set it aside and unwrapped the second gift: a leather belt.The third: a tie clip.The fourth: a scarf.One by one, he unwrapped each item, including a fine bottle of liquor. Each gift was practical, thoughtful, and far from ostentatious. Victoria had clearly put effort into selecting things that would be genuinely usef

[…For the distant clouds, if the shading were a bit deeper yet softer, it might achieve greater harmony.]Jamie paused, slightly startled.This painting had been his last before becoming head of the family. That night, he had sat atop the mountain through the night, finally deciding to lay down his brush and fight for the position of family head. The painting marked the final chapter of the career he had loved.Yet even after finishing it, he had always felt it lacked the perfection of his earlier works. He had once discussed it with Victoria, who suggested that perhaps it was his own state of mind that had changed, causing him to perceive imperfection where none truly existed. He could never pinpoint the reason, and gradually began to suspect that perhaps she was right—it was his own mindset that had shifted.A few days ago, while putting Victoria's gifts into the storage room, he had unexpectedly glimpsed this painting. And in that instant, he thought of MK.If MK saw this paint