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In the late afternoon, a prison guard was leisurely walking towards the cell of Calvin Reed. He had already prepared his phone to record the latest condition of Calvin Reed, who he believed would undoubtedly be bruised and battered after being beaten by the other inmates. The guard's smile widened
"Davis Moore?" Dahlia was slightly taken aback by Davis's sudden and unexpected arrival.Davis smiled warmly in response to the surprise evident on Dahlia's face. In reality, his visit to Edward Miller's mansion was not a spur-of-the-moment decision but a carefully planned move. This became increasi
"That was a very wise decision, Dahlia!" exclaimed Davis Moore, his voice filled with happiness and excitement. He was confident that with this one more strategic step, he would successfully win Dahlia's heart, securing her not only as his wife but also as a valuable asset to his company. Dahlia fo
Reflexively, Dahlia massaged her forehead, feeling a headache beginning to form. Imagining Calvin's depression after receiving her divorce request made Dahlia even more anxious. She felt trapped in a situation with no good outcome.Secretly, Dahlia sent a short message to Luna, her best friend. She
Previously, Dahlia asked Luna if she would be willing to lend her one million dollars. What shocked Luna even more was that Dahlia intended to give the money to Calvin Reed. "I still can't believe it. You want to give that one million dollars to your lousy husband? Dahlia, think about it, what rewa
Davis walked down the prison corridor, filled with a sense of pride and triumph. After navigating the winding passages for some time, Davis finally reached a dead end, where, on the right-hand side, he spotted Calvin's cell. A smug smile spread across Davis's face as he stood before Calvin's cell. T
Once Calvin had settled into the car, William Jones, his loyal assistant, handed over his cellphone, which had been confiscated by the police during his recent detainment. Without a word, Calvin accepted the phone, his fingers immediately moving to unlock the screen. His first instinct was to call h
Regal Ridge Villa was not just any residence; it was a magnificent structure nestled in the most exclusive area of Maplewood, a place only accessible to those with extraordinary influence and privilege. The standards for entry were so high that no one had ever met them—until Calvin. He was the first