Sophia sat across from Alex on a cozy sofa in the café, her fingers nervously entwined in her lap."Alex," she began softly. "I want to apologize for everything I've done to you."Alex looked at her with gentle curiosity. "Why?"She took a deep breath. "I've realized that so much of my pain comes from clinging to how I think things should be, instead of accepting what they are. I regret not listening to my grandfather."He offered a reassuring smile. "It's okay."Gathering her courage, she confessed, "I... I don't have our signed divorce papers.""What do you mean?"She bit her lip, hesitating before continuing."When I was planning to marry Chris, he said he'd handle the divorce papers and the marriage certificate. I thought after everything that happened, he wouldn’t send them. But I never received any confirmation."Alex remained silent."That means we're still husband and wife," Sophia whispered, her cheeks flushing.He leaned forward slightly. "And if he already sent them?"She s

"Quickly, Sophia! Kelly Kingston only gave us ten minutes." Amelia grabbed Sophia's hand and hurried her toward the hall.Earlier, Amelia had persuaded one of the board executives to delay Kelly's departure, convincing her to wait just a few more minutes.Now, as they entered the hall, Kelly was already preparing to leave."Miss Kingston!" Sophia called out urgently.“My grandmother wanted me to inform you that I’ve been appointed CEO of Lancaster Group. I’ll be handling the partnership with Kingston Group directly. We hope you’ll consider giving us another chance.”Kelly turned, "Well, if you're personally managing Lancaster Group as CEO, then there's no issue. But let me be clear—if anyone else steps in, the deal is off.”“This partnership isn't a game where you can place just anyone in charge without competence." Her gaze shifted sharply toward Amelia and the Lancaster team, a clear warning evident."Thank you so much, Miss Kingston," Sophia said sincerely.It almost felt as though

"It's working," Lyra whispered, her voice barely audible.Her father, Joe Thompson, with some effort, managed to sit up. He swung his legs over the side of the bed."It's like a miracle," he murmured.Lyra captured each precious moment on video, her mind racing with possibilities.This was more than she had ever dared to hope for.For the wealthy, nothing was more priceless than their health."Father, I'll go call Mom," Lyra said, standing up.She quietly left the room, her heart pounding with excitement.Meanwhile, Joe glanced at the smartphone beside his bed.After being confined for so long, his mind was churning with thoughts. Taking a deep breath, he dialed a number he hadn't called in years."Alfred Kingston?" he said when the line connected."Joe Thompson?" Alfred's voice held a note of shock.Joe had once been his fiercest competitor in Vancouver. "I heard you were bedridden after a stroke.""My daughter obtained a medicine from a legendary doctor known as 'God's Hand.' I'm he

Alex stood before the weathered facade of the old eight-story apartment building, clutching the worn postcard Ruth Everheart had given him—the only clue to his forgotten past.The faded letters read, "813."Climbing the creaking stairs to the eighth floor, he found the door marked with the same number. He knocked firmly but received no response.Just then, the door of the neighboring unit, 812, creaked open. An elderly man peered out, his eyes clouded with age."No one's lived there in years," he rasped. "Place has been empty as long as I can remember.""Thank you," Alex replied, offering a polite nod.As the old man shuffled away, Alex turned back to the door. Taking a deep breath, he carefully picked the lock and slipped inside.Dust motes danced in the slivers of sunlight piercing through the drawn curtains. The air was thick, heavy with neglect.Alex moved cautiously through the dimly lit rooms, his footsteps echoing softly on the worn wooden floors.In the bedroom, he stopped sho

When Alex returned Josephine to the orphanage, Ruth and the children were anxiously gathered near the doorway, their faces lighting up at the sight of her.As she stepped inside, the younger kids rushed forward, wrapping their small arms around her waist."Big sister Jo, we were so worried!" one of them exclaimed, tears glistening in her eyes."Did they hurt you?" another asked, his voice trembling.Josephine knelt down, enveloping them in a warm embrace. "I'm okay, really," she assured them softly. "Everything's alright now."Rudyard stood a little apart from the group, his eyes meeting Alex's."Thank you for bringing her back.”Alex smiled gently, placing a reassuring hand on the boy's shoulder."You did the right thing by calling me. You helped save her."The boy's face brightened with a mix of pride and relief.As the children led Josephine inside, chattering excitedly, she turned back to glance at Alex lingering by the doorway."Aren't you coming in?" she asked, a hint of somethi