The video showed Fred and his guards beating him up that day, before eventually taking him to the Blue river. “Hurry up and throw him inside, the fishes are waiting for their dinner.” The vicious expression on Sonya’s face was quite a spectacle to behold. The projector went off at this point. The reporters were furiously taking notes on their notepads, their accompanying camera men focused on Alvin, each outdoing themselves in their bid to get the best pictures. “I thought I was certainly dead, but it seemed heaven didn't want such a heartbreaking thing to occur, so he sent a mentor. It was this mentor that fished me out of the water, and gave me a second chance to start over.”“Even after everything I achieved, the trauma stayed with me. Although I had a powerful backing, I didn't dare to show my face. Whether as Mystery, or as number fifty-four, I kept my face covered, hoping to do the things I love while avoiding attention. Unexpectedly, they found me again. And history repeated

The question stunned everyone, Alvin most especially. Lily had a strong reputation as a hard worker. If the capable hands Alvin had at SW entertainment who allowed him to do other things because he was assured they would keep the company running were counted, Lily came top five. “Master, the paparazzi are close by. You should take them somewhere else.” Alvin looked around uncomfortably. “This is no place for this, follow me. Two of the security guards should come with us, the rest go distract the paparazzi searching for me.” Once he finished speaking, he led the little group through a fire escape, into an exclusive meeting room. Lily was boiling. The most annoying was the slight sweat that stuck to her skin due to the stress of having to take the stairs instead of the elevator. “I'm fired? What's that supposed to mean? Who do you think you are? What right do you have to fire me?” Murong Wuque kept staring at her, saying nothing. She turned to Alvin. “Boss…” “If he said you

Murong Wuque stared at Alvin, his heart aching. Since the result of the investigation came out, he had turned sombre, probably because of the nonsense Lily said. He moved behind the sofa where Alvin was sitting with a bottle of wine, placing a hand on his shoulders. “Don't worry, the guards are keeping an eye on her. She won't try anything funny. Once it's daylight, I will accompany you to SW for an audit. I will personally make sure we recover all that was lost.”“What about the reputation that was lost? The clients that bear resentment in their hearts. Outwardly, SW seems to be a giant, with lots of stars and subsidiaries earning good income, but its reputation in the industry is in tatters. Although it's not showing much, soon, people wouldn't want to work with us. Two stars under the Chinese branch refused to renew their contracts, and others are probably thinking the same thing. As for Lily, she squirrelled money, reputation and talent away. It's all my fault, I was too careles

Before Murong Wuque could make sense of what was happening, soft lips found the corner of his mouth, placing a gentle kiss there. Murong Wuque’s heart skipped a beat, then began to beat erratically, pounding against his rib cage. He wasn't the only one. Alvin was breathless like one who ran a marathon, despite being the person dishing out the torture. Murong Wuque clenched his fists tightly, battling for control. But Alvin seemed to have been possessed by a demon which erased his sense of reasoning. “An…” The rest of his words were swallowed down as Alvin captured his lips, nibbling. That was it! Murong Wuque grabbed his shoulder, trying to push him away as he battled with the realization he just lost his precious first kiss. However, Alvin's seemingly gentle grasp on his cheek was stronger than steel claws, he didn't budge at all, only deepening the kiss, his eyes shut in ecstasy. Murong Wuque’s limbs felt weak, despite his profound mental cultivation. He gasped for air,

By the time Alvin woke up the next morning, Murong Wuque had left the bed, his own portion had since lost its heat. He groaned and stretched his body, feeling refreshed. He hadn't felt so relaxed and well rested in a long time. If he was at home he would have woken up hours before to enter his lab or go cultivate. However, he actually slept till dawn. It was past seven in the morning. He sat up with a smile on his face, and immediately got startled. He wasn't alone as he thought. Murong Wuque was sitting in the sofa opposite him, legs crossed elegantly, wearing spectacles while reading a book. He was fully dressed in his expensive suit regalia. Like always, his suit jacket was designed like a robe, stopping just above his knees, and held together by a silk rope, instead of buttons. He looked like a very powerful aristocratic young master, the sight was very beautiful and ethereal. The morning light drifting in through the blinds made it seem like halos was surrounding