"What if you keep harassing her, Aland? We have to help Lia, don't we? Didn't you see her change earlier? She's even regretted all her rash actions. We could just do her a favour, get her an experienced lawyer, then make her sentence as low as possible with all her remorse."Aland shook his head slowly. He was busy preparing some materials for a meeting with some shareholders regarding the money from Lia's corruption. After all, the shareholders had full rights to the money that had been stolen over the years."If you do that, she will never learn from her mistakes. Lia even asked you not to do anything, didn't she? She's already asked you not to commute her sentence. She may have changed, but her punishment cannot be changed, Shannon. Camellia must accept her punishment. Let them walk in the destiny they have made, hun."Shannon paused, then sat down in front of Aland, who was still busy behind the desk. She looked at Aland's face, which was still serious as he stared a

Aland had just arrived at JF Moulding when Henry greeted him with a beaming smile. He hugs Henry gently and heads to the upgraded design workspace. Two well-organised desks at the far end of the room, with the best lighting, allowed Henry and his new partner to work to their full potential."Is your room working well?" Aland asked curiously.Although the idea of an overhauled workspace did come from him, the arrangement and creation of appropriate furniture was the wish of Henry and his partner according to function and needs.Obviously, Henry nodded in affirmation. "We were really helped, Mr Fischer. Thank you for trusting us.""It's my pleasure, Mr Henry. If you give us your best at work, why can't we give you the best place for your best work?"Henry welcomed Aland in to demonstrate the prototype furniture, which was immediately functional. He pointed out the side of the desk that was attached to the reading cabinet."This looks like a normal desk, Mr Fisc

"Where are you going, hun? Just leave it. I'll wash all the dishes myself. Get some rest, please. You're tired from working all day long," Aland coaxed. He had taken over all the dishes that Shannon wanted to take to the washing sink.But Shannon insisted on cleaning them herself. After all, if she didn't want to be considered missing from the household. Both of her hands took back the pile of dishes that her husband had previously held back."I haven't contributed at all to cooking dinner, Aland. At least lemme contribute by cleaning up.""No, Shannon." This time, Aland did not want to restrain himself. In front of Pete, who had given him so much advice, he was not at all shy about showing his affection for his beloved wife. "Listen, Shannon. I want to apologise in advance if you feel that I'm holding you back from standing on your own. I mean, it's not like that. You just had a miscarriage. And there are other organs that you need to take care of. At the very least, yo

Jill got up with an angry look. Her hands pounded on the table even though her hands were still firmly bound."Are you trying to set me up, huh? How could I tell you something I know absolutely nothing about? He just wanted to go take a call, then didn't come back. So is it my fault that he left me alone by the side of the road? On a frontier that wasn't as crowded as it is now? I even tried my hardest to survive! I didn't eat or drink for three days! And only asked for help from passing drivers! And now you're making a big deal out of it now? How dare you, huh?"Will Smith let out his umpteenth long sigh. His hands came together, clenched around each other."He excused himself because he needed to pee. Even his phone was in the car. And you called the police after a day of waiting. Why is your statement now different from the one you gave to the media a long time ago? Why, Mrs Reynolds? What are you hiding from the world?"Jill didn't feel guilty at all. Instead, sh

"Holy shit! How could I think it was Duke's body?" Will Smith said indecisively. He massaged his temples lightly because he was dizzy.Aland, who had followed him to the basement, could only let out a long sigh. He patted Will Smith's shoulder anxiously before finally approaching a bed table with a bolster on it."I guess he has a strange habit, too. Sleeping in the basement?"Will shook his head slowly. He couldn't even say anything more about the long-disappeared Duke. "Last time, he just liked to be alone in the basement."Aland squatted down slowly, looking at the bed that looked worn out. He looked under the bed while squinting at the illumination from his phone light."Look at this, Mr Smith. There's a safe here. Even the key is still hanging here."Quickly, Aland brought the old safe out from under the bed and lifted it onto the table. He invited Will Smith to open it.Without hesitation, Smith opened the safe quickly. Unfortunately, the safe was s