Reaching under her bed, Theresa brought out a bottle of rubbing alcohol and a pack of cotton swabs."Where is it?" Her voice was calm as she examined the wound on his cheek, her hand moving awkwardly toward his face."Here. Are you going to...?" Lawrence forced a smile. He had only meant to tease her earlier, but the raw reality of her situation made him swallow his words. He felt uncomfortable, too. His hands fidgeted, unsure where to place them."Stop moving." Theresa frowned slightly and gave the restless Lawrence a hard stare."Okay," Lawrence forced another smile.A pleasant, lilac fragrance drifted toward him. The floral aroma twirled around Lawrence's nose. Her flawless neck was decorated with a simple silver necklace; subconsciously, Lawrence remembered she had worn the same one on the bus.When she leaned forward to clean the cut, her loose-fitting shirt shifted, offering a brief glimpse of her collarbone and the soft curve of her chest. It was a modest view, nothing compared

"To put it bluntly, your position will be that of the CEO and face of the company in the future. Since currently we don't have a lot of business or workers yet, you will be just General Manager for now. At this current stage, like I said, I will be paying you ten thousand dollars. Maybe in the future after the company grows quite well I will increase it... Come on, don't look at me like that, I'm serious and not joking. Your next task is simple. I will wire 500,000 to you so you can get the company started. I already have a company, or should I say, a place where our office will be. We will start slowly as currently I have something to do with Nexus throughout this week. In two months I assure you, we will be badly busy."Hearing his explanation, Theresa couldn't help but sigh softly looking at him as he eyed her back with great expectation in his eyes."You will wire 500,000 dollars into my account? Are you not afraid? What if tomorrow I vanished with the money?" She asked as she sta

Being a rich girl protected by her family from birth, she had never experienced someone being taken away by force, which was why she subconsciously imagined a mafia scene instead. A normal person would not have carelessly followed a car like this and would instead pretend they never saw it or call the police.Although Isabella was following the car, she was wise enough not to follow too closely, staying about five meters or more behind out of fear of being discovered and mistaken for secret government agents.As she kept following, she saw the Range Rover drive further and further away, nearly into the rural outskirts. "They are heading out of the main city?" She mutters with hesitation as for a moment in confusion she thought.Should she keep following or not?In an area like this, if something happened to her, it would be hard to say whether she would survive or if her family background could get her out of trouble as she has heard rumours and even read online on how weird events

“Is there anything you want to say before the event that will make your video go viral?” Felix asked with a smirk as he twirled the injection in his hand with a sadistic grin.He wanted to break her mentally and watch her carry out all his instructions without hesitation.His father might think he is useless, but if he accomplished this—something his father couldn’t—he was sure he would receive a lot of praise.Thinking of something, his eyes lit up as he added, “Oh, and I remember,” he said, pausing to gauge her reaction, which was still cold and filled with hatred towards him, “what’s that his name again? Lawrence?”Badum!Hazel’s heartbeat skipped a bit as her eyes faltered for the first time, showing a bit of her emotions. Felix saw it and felt smug at finally breaking her, and jealous that the only reason she showed emotion was for a no-name man who won a lottery and got himself a home in the most expensive part of the city.“Oh, so that is what makes you show emotions,” Felix te

Reaching outside the building, just when Hazel wanted to speak, Lawrence, who had been holding himself back, coughed out a mouthful of blood. It scared Hazel badly, and before she could react, his eyes rolled back and he passed out.Just as he began to slump toward the dirty pavement, Hazel quickly grabbed him, holding him up. Her hands pressed against the firm, muscular tone of his body, but she didn’t pay it any mind—the urgency of the situation pushed everything else out of her head."Lawrence! Lawrence!" she called his name loudly, shaking his shoulder lightly. She looked all over his body for any visible injuries but couldn’t find anything obvious. Her heart was hammering in her chest. Quickly, she stepped into the road, one arm still supporting Lawrence, and flagged down a taxi with a frantic wave.Once inside, she gave the driver the address to her building. With her other hand, she pulled out her phone and called her family doctor, telling him in a tense, clipped voice to meet