Abigail returns home after a long day at school. She opened the old wooden door and gently closed it behind her. Their house is not a luxury villa or luxury apartment, but just a small, normal house in the suburbs.Abigail walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and poured herself a glass of cool water. Looking around the house, Abigail realized her father was not here. She knew he had an important appointment with a business partner today. Usually such meetings don't last too long, but today was later than usual.She walked to the window and looked at the scenery outside. The sky was starting to get gloomy, dark clouds gathered, signaling a heavy rain was coming. Abigail suddenly felt worried. Her father never forgot to bring an umbrella every time he went out, but this morning he left home in a hurry and left the umbrella at the corner of the door.The rain suddenly came, heavy drops of water hitting the window, creating steady splashing sounds. Abigail bit her lip, not tak
Mr. Henry breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. You have to pay attention to taking care of your health, don't let the disease reoccur.""I know, Dad." Abigail nodded, her eyes gently looking at her father.Abigail and Mr. Henry sat quietly together, feeling the warmth spreading in the small house."Abigail, you should rest. You must be very tired today," Mr. Henry said, his voice warm and full of concern.Abigail smiled and gently replied, "I'm okay, dad. I want to be with you a little longer.""You are always strong and hardworking. Dad is so lucky to have you." Mr. Henry looked at his daughter, filled with pride and love.Abigail felt a heavy heart when she saw her father suffer. The wound on Mr. Henry's leg and the crumpled coins in the old cloth bag are clear evidence of the sacrifices and hardships he went through. Every time she saw the tiredness clearly visible on his face, her heart felt an indescribable pain.Remembering Joseph's suggestion, she became even more confused.
Abigail weakly swallowed the pill, her vision blurring. After a few minutes, Abigail's breathing gradually became more steady, and her face slowly regained its color. Mr. Henry sighed in relief, but the fear had not entirely dissipated."Are you feeling better, Abigail?"Abigail nodded slightly, still weak. "Yes, I feel better. Thank you, Dad."Mr. Henry hugged his daughter tightly, tears welling up. "I'm sorry, Abigail. I've made you endure so much. I really don't know what to do anymore."Abigail gently placed her hand on her father's shoulder, her gaze tender yet resolute. "Dad, I just want you to be happy and healthy."Mr. Henry remained silent, filled with emotions. He knew his daughter was right, but the fear and trauma from the past still weighed heavily on his mind. However, seeing Abigail's determined eyes warmed his heart."Abigail, I will think about this. I promise you."Abigail smiled, though still tired. "I believe in you, Dad. We'll get through this together."After Abi
The woman burst into tears, her sobs echoed in the quiet room. "Please, we are just innocent people. Please forgive us!"Jayce stepped closer, the paper knife still in his hand, the cold metal reflecting the light in the room. The people tied up in front of him were all trembling, their eyes showing extreme fear."Please, spare our lives! We can atone for our sins!" the woman begged, her voice choked up. "I have an old mother and young children, they need me. Please, give me a chance."Jayce stopped, his eyes coldly scanning each person. In front of him was a man trying to drag himself on the ground with his knees, his eyes looking up at Jayce pleadingly. "Jayce, Joseph is really not ordinary. He is also pretending to be sick. I swear to you, please be careful and reconsider."Jayce frowned, suspicion flashing in his eyes. "Speak clearly."The man took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. "That day, in the hospital room, Joseph suddenly woke up and attacked the two of us. He was very s
Jayce leaned back in his chair, his eyes cold and sharp. "A complicated family," he thought. "If Charlotte's mother was a money-grubbing mother, she could have caused a lot of trouble for Joseph. And David, a worthless bastard, could be the weak link in their scheme."Jayce turned back to Tyler, his eyes filled with determination. "Tyler, I want you to focus on finding out more about Joseph and where that money came from. We need to know everything about him, no detail left out."Tyler nodded, his eyes shining with determination. "Understood, sir. I will investigate thoroughly and report back as soon as I have new information."Jayce sat down at his desk, his fingers tapping lightly on the wooden surface, his eyes lingering on the box cutter embedded in the table. He knew this fight wouldn't be easy, but he also believed he could overcome any challenge. With each new piece of information, each little clue, Jayce felt himself getting closer to understanding and defeating Joseph."Charl
Ghioto Cafe is located on a quiet street, featuring modern architecture but still maintaining a cozy feel. Outside, large glass panels create an open space, allowing customers sitting inside to watch people passing by. Inside, the shop is decorated in warm tones, the soft yellow light from the chandeliers creates a relaxing and comfortable atmosphere. The lovely wooden tables and chairs are neatly arranged, green plants are placed in the corners of the room, creating a close and pleasant space.Jayce walked into the shop, his eyes scanned the space, quickly finding his target. Charlotte sat in the corner of the room, wearing an elegant blue dress, her long black hair falling down to her shoulders. She was bowing her head, her eyes focused on the cup of coffee in front of her. The soft light from the window shone on her face, creating a peaceful scene but filled with calculation and worry.Jayce paused, his gaze cold and sharp like a predator sizing up its prey. He looked at Charlotte,
Hearing the name Joseph, Charlotte's eyes widened, and there were indescribable mixed emotions in her heart.This person is... Jospeh's brother?Charlotte's eyes swept up and down the strange man. He looked rich, and there was an assistant following him, proving that his status was not ordinary. And yet this person was Jospeh's brother?Armani suit, Salvatore Ferragamo leather shoes, Rolex watch, proving that he was not only rich but extremely rich. A question repeated over and over in Charlotte's mind, making her dizzy."You... are you joking?"Charlotte moved her lips, uttering a broken sentence, her voice hoarse."I'm not joking, what's wrong? Didn't Jospeh tell you that he has an older brother and a younger brother?"Jayce knew that the prey had taken the bait, and he secretly felt happy and proud. Looking at Charlotte's pale face that showed disbelief, Jayce felt like it was a wonderful visual feast that brought him satisfaction.On the surface, Jayce appeared surprised, but in h
Anthony pushed the door open and entered the cafe, his eyes full of anger and dissatisfaction. In front of him was a sight he never expected: Charlotte was sitting across from another man. This man, whom he had never met, was laughing and talking to Charlotte. Anthony's heart felt like it was being squeezed, jealousy burned fiercely inside. He moved forward, each step heavy, his emotions boiling as if about to explode.Anthony moved closer, his eyes examining Charlotte and the strange man. Although deep down, he didn't really love Charlotte deeply, but his desire to monopolize and take advantage of her made him unable to stand this scene. To Anthony, Charlotte is part of his plan, an important piece that he cannot let anyone else touch."Charlotte, what's going on here?" Anthony asked, his voice trying to sound calm but unable to hide his annoyance and jealousy.Charlotte raised her head and saw Anthony, surprise and worry flashed across her face. "Anthony, why are you here?"The stra