Illegal racing was attended by several gangs, each of them sending their champion as participants. The lineup of big motorcycles had been modified to produce various distinct sounds, ranging from smooth to extremely loud. Gibson, who wasn't accustomed to this atmosphere, furrowed his brow, showing his disapproval. He turned to Calista, who appeared enthusiastic and spirited. She even took off her blouse to wave it in support of her friend about to race. Gibson, surprised, grabbed Calista's hand and took her blouse, covering her up as she was wearing only a tank top, revealing her figure. "Why?" protested Calista, looking annoyed. "Why did you take it off? Aren't you embarrassed being seen by so many people?" Gibson asked, instructing Calista to put it back on. Calista, pouting, reluctantly complied and put her blouse back on. "Your boyfriend, huh? He's really protective," whispered Calista's friend sitting beside her. "Don't be nosy," replied Calista, not wanting to reveal Gibson
Calista fell silent upon hearing Gibson's words. For some reason, her heart was pounding uncontrollably. The quiet atmosphere made them even more awkward. Calista glanced out of the car window and rolled it down, letting the breeze caress her face. "It's already late at night; it's a shame to go home now," Calista said, realizing that it was already midnight. Time passed quickly, and they didn't realize how much time they had spent together. Gibson heard Calista's words and immediately got an idea. "Calista... would you like to vent your anger from earlier?" Gibson asked, making Calista turn to him in confusion. "What do you mean?" Gibson smiled broadly and fastened his seatbelt. "Buckle up, we're going now!" Gibson said as he started the car. Confused, Calista followed Gibson's command and closed her window. "Where are we going, anyway?" Calista asked, curious. "It's a secret! You can sleep if you're tired," Gibson said, glancing briefly at Calista before focusing on driving
In a hospital, Gibson and Calista are currently talking to a doctor."The patient's post-operative recovery is going well. Their health is improving day by day."Strict security measures are in place in Mrs. Henny's room, allowing only doctors and double-paid nurses to enter.Calista and Gibson excuse themselves after the doctor who's treating Mrs. Henny explains what needs to be avoided to ensure the patient's recovery."Thank you," Gibson says, gazing at Calista intently. "You've saved Mrs. Henny, I wouldn't know where to find such a large loan.""We're in this together, Gibson, now whatever your problems are, they're mine too."Gibson invites Calista to sit on a park bench before going back into Mrs. Henny's room. Gibson is deeply indebted to Calista. She's covered everything from the surgery costs to the room. It's no small expense for Gibson."Are we just going to sit here in silence?" Calista tries to ease her nervousness around Gibson. She can't withstand his intense gaze."I d
"I'm sorry, Sandara, the skincare brand has decided that Calista is a better fit as their brand ambassador."Sandara, who was getting ready to go on stage for her event, became furious upon hearing her assistant's response."No way! How can that be? Just last week, the management said I was the chosen one!" Sandara no longer cared about the event and demanded an explanation from her assistant."That's the reality, Sandara. They canceled unilaterally last night because... umm, well, it's because..." Sandara's assistant hesitated, fearing to reveal the rest of the information that might upset her."Spit it out! I'm beautiful, professional, what more do they need?""Well... it's because you've had a lot of scandalous news, and the management is worried it might affect their products."Sandara pushed her assistant, frustrated once again that she was losing to Calista. What made Calista so special that all beauty products were lining up to have her as their label?"Sandara! Remember, you'r
Gibson reached out and held Calista's hand as they walked the red carpet, attracting the attention of the cameras."Don't worry, just think of us as the stars," Calista whispered, gripping Gibson's arm.They looked harmonious together, with Calista wearing a beautiful knee-length red dress and Gibson in a fitted navy suit.Gibson tilted his head back as they made their way through the red carpet, where many reporters were eagerly snapping photos of the beauty product launch and, of course, Calista as one of the brand ambassadors.As they entered the building, Calista's radiant smile lit up the room, and she waved to the crowd.It didn't take long after Calista passed the welcoming carpet for her social media posts to start trending.Calista's work went beyond merely entertaining the entertainment industry. Her humble demeanor made reporters happy to greet the up-and-coming actress. All the success she achieved undoubtedly required sacrificing her sleep.Calista and Gibson found a quie
Gibson pressed the button connected to his phone's GPS. He sprinted towards the old factory.With fearless determination, Gibson kicked open the decaying door.Brak!A fierce brawl ensued, two against one. Gibson's swift kick lifted the burly man off his feet, smashing him against the wall as if he bore no weight. Gibson landed blows.One of the kidnappers succumbed to Gibson's onslaught, while the other, gasping for air, grabbed a wooden beam.Calista nervously rubbed her hands as she watched Gibson in peril.Gibson swiftly turned, delivering a spinning kick to the air, landing it squarely on the man's face. Gibson grabbed his collar."A... mercy, Sir, we won't do it again."Gibson grinned wickedly, his raw aggression landing at the corner of the henchman's trembling lips."Tell us who ordered you?!" Gibson demanded, dragging both now-standing kidnappers.The two men raised their hands in supplication, begging for Gibson's mercy."We don't know who, he just ordered us over the phone
Time passed quickly, and Gibson felt his body was much better. The incision on his chest had partially healed.Gibson blinked at the wall clock, realizing it was almost ten in the morning, which meant he had slept soundly.Glancing at the sofa, Gibson saw Calista still fast asleep. He tried to recall the events of last night.Approaching Calista, who was still peacefully asleep in a sitting position, Gibson wondered to himself, "Did she stay awake all night watching over me?" He remembered how diligently she had tended to his wounds.Carefully lifting the thick blanket, Gibson moved Calista to the bed and covered her partially."Thank you for looking after me," Gibson whispered, gently stroking Calista's hair. He had wrongly assumed she was just a girl looking to exploit him for a large sum of money.As Gibson turned to leave, Calista's hand unexpectedly stopped him."Don't go, I'm scared," she murmured.Gibson leaned in, thinking she had awakened, but she was only mumbling in her sle
Kiara shook her head as she took a sip of her drink. "Can you guarantee that? Calista and Gibson could dig deeper into us than that thug."Sandara chuckled softly at Kiara's words. "No need to worry. I've thought it through. We'll be safe. I've paid them a significant amount of money to keep them quiet!"Kiara leaned back in her chair, letting out a long sigh. "Damn it, because of your reckless plan, we missed the chance to destroy Calista."Frowning, Sandara felt like Kiara was blaming her. "Don't blame me. If you were too slow, she would be even happier. I don't like seeing her happy."Kiara disagreed with Sandara. "Yes, but we also need a solid plan to avoid failures like this. Our efforts went to waste because you changed it on a whim."Sandara sighed heavily. "Let's not argue about it. You're just too worried that they'll find out, right? No need to fret. We'll be safe."Kiara snorted in frustration, perching on the table with her gaze distant. She also disliked seeing Calista, w