Three bowls of hot soup were served on the coffee table. The wall clock indicated 3 a.m. Andrew, Chick, and Adelline looked absorbed in slurping the steaming soup. “No way, I never expected this to be the best soup I've ever had in my life!” Andrew exclaimed, looking at Adelline. "You're amazing! I'm curious about your other recipes." "That's why you came to this city too soon. If you stayed a bit longer, you could have tasted many more of Adelline's dishes. She's amazing, she's my go-to chef," Chick quipped. Andrew redirected his gaze to Adelline, and the young girl shook her head, blushing. "But, from what I see in Adelline, she indeed has the aura of a great entrepreneur. It might sound strange, but I can read someone's character. Maybe it's because I've been in the business world for a long time. However, anyway you look at it, this is Adelline's life. Whatever choice she makes is surely the best for her," Andrew said. "Actually, I doubt that. Let me explain why she doesn't wa

Athena, Greece Three robust men in all-black attire were seen descending from an SUV parked in front of a five-star hotel. One of the men carried a suitcase matching the color of their clothes, and their tense expressions prompted whispers among the onlookers. Their broad strides brought them instantly to the elevator. Their powerful masculine charm, combined with well-defined chest and arm muscles, made people in front of the elevator step aside. Most of them were captivated women, while the rest were men feeling insecure after seeing the trio. "I never thought that since drinking Mr. Orlando's blood drops, the three of us have become genuinely powerful. I have never seen women look at me with such passionate eyes before," remarked one of the men. His two companions didn't respond to the statement. The elevator stopped on the 37th floor, and the three men swiftly exited the elevator, heading towards room number 777. The man carrying the suitcase led the way, knocking on the door

"How are you, Andrew? Are you okay? It's a tough day for you, isn't it?" Andrew was greeted by Roger, and he could only shrug while taking a deep breath. Roger's words were sincere, as Andrew's expression couldn't hide the sorrow in his heart when he returned to New York. "Of course, this is the toughest day of my life. I lost my love, Roger, how could I stay calm? I won't pretend, feel free to mock me or call me a weak man. That's true; I am weak when it comes to love." Roger shook his head with a sympathetic smile. He and Andrew exchanged glances, communicating through eye contact while opening the car door for Andrew. Andrew's heartache immediately enveloped every corner of the car, and the cheerful song on the radio was quickly replaced by a heartbroken rock song. "Lucky that someone's playing a sad song in the daytime; maybe the radio needs a special gift from you," teased Roger. "Shut up. By the way, forget about my broken heart. Where's Jeremiah? When is that crazy guy com

Andrew waved his hand to disperse the cigarette smoke from Daniella. They were sitting by the pool, their favorite spot for conversations for about an hour. Not much had come out of Daniella's mouth about the surprising arrest of Miller."How long are you going to keep puffing your cigarette and stay silent? I thought I invited you to explain what really happened, not to cosplay as a mosquito when being exterminated using mosquito repellent.""I don't know where to start; there are too many thoughts clouding my mind right now, Andrew. Believe me, I wanted to share with you, even on the first day of the arrest. I wanted to call you, cry, and hug you, but I chose to stay silent. I was afraid you'd get angry and leave my life again," Daniella replied while extinguishing the cigarette in her hand.Andrew rolled his eyes. He moved to sit beside Daniella and took a deep breath. He embraced his biological mother and said, "Okay, if you don't want to tell me, I'll see it for myself tomorrow.

Andrew, Daniella, and Roger have already covered almost half of the journey. The three of them still wear enthusiastic expressions, especially Daniella, who has been smiling and occasionally resting her chin on her hand, gazing out the car window."Alright, I think we should take a break at the nearest motel. I've been driving this car for almost seven hours without stopping, and I'm starting to get tired," exclaimed Roger.Andrew glanced at Daniella sitting in the back. "Well, I think I agree with you, Roger. Because if we judge by our expressions, it seems like we won't stop. Isn't that right, Mrs. Daniella, who seems not tired at all?"Daniella raised both hands and said, "As you can see. You can judge what I feel, Andrew."Andrew returned to facing forward and immediately pointed to the left, towards a motel on the side of the road. Roger promptly swerved the steering wheel and parked the car in front of the motel.Just before getting out, Andr