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"Honey, I bought this for you. Here. If I gamble, I'll definitely have good luck, won't I?" I smiled as I took it. "Of course. You'll have all the luck in the world." Then I added, sweetly, "And Honey, you want your parents to be healthy and live long, full lives, don't you?" Clutching the locket and bangle, lost in fantasies of wealth, he replied carelessly, "Of course." That night, I bought him a ticket to a casino notorious for its shady dealings. Through the barrage, I watched it all unfold in real time.

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"Dad, are you okay? Mindy's always causing trouble." Graham angrily wiped the mud from his face and shoved me into the nanny's arms. "The shaman said she's a lucky star, the bringer of fortune... Why is she acting like that so suddenly?" Jade bit her lip and muttered, "She's been born for a year now, but she hasn't brought us much luck. Maybe it's all a lie? The other day, she bit me while I was looking after her. She doesn't look like a lucky star at all. In fact, she..."

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“Right! Miss Cast said anything she wanted, she already packed and took. Everything left in the apartment is trash we can throw out.” She said it casually, almost cheerfully, and tossed the entire box outside. All those memories, every soft, stupidly happy moment between us, tumbled straight into the trash. Adrian walked away like a man who had forgotten how to breathe. The streets were empty on New Year’s Eve, except for couples leaning into each other, wrapped in their own little worlds. But to him, every pair of lovers blurred into— Me and that man in Miami.

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L extended his hand to Patrice. Patrice rolled her eyes and opened the locker. L smiled as he placed the books in. Patrice locked it and faced L. “Come on?” She asked. L nodded and started to walk behind Patrice. He is smiling. Damn, the cold Lance Kim is smiling widely in this dismissal time. Trust me, all the girls who saw him smile are melting in joy. Melting in ‘Kilig’-ness (A/N: Kilig is a Filipino term for giddy, excited, etc.)

Now this. The judge kept talking about stability and provisions, but all I heard was the echo of my own heartbeat pounding in my ears. When it was over, Victor stood first, his tall frame casting a shadow over me as he offered his hand. “Come on, Isabella. Let’s get you home.” I swallowed hard and slipped my fingers into his grip. His palm was warm, rough from years of whatever the hell he did to build that empire, and it sent a weird jolt straight through my arm.