Mr. William quickly discovered that his precious pine tree had been pruned into the shape of a pig. When he saw his beloved Takamatsu pine tree transformed into an ugly and bizarre shape, he couldn't believe his eyes. Anger flared up like a burning fire in his heart.“Useless bastards!” Mr. William shouted, his face red with anger. He immediately ordered his servants to bring all the gardeners to him immediately.Soon, the gardeners were dragged into the yard, everyone shivering. The gardener in charge of pruning the pine tree stood in front of Mr. William, his face pale with fear. “Sir, I really don't know what happened. I took good care of the pine tree…”"Shut!" Mr. William shouted, not giving the gardener time to explain further. “What have you done to my precious pine tree? Do you dare to destroy it?”The gardener shook his head, sweat pouring down his face. “Sir, I didn't do anything. I swear…”But Mr. William did not want to hear any more words. In anger, he kicked the gardener
“I’m sorry, it’s my fault. I should have discovered this sooner.” Jayce bowed his head and admitted his mistake. Both the matter of Mr. William’s beloved tree being pruned, and the matter of the camera going haywire, Jayce cannot deny responsibility.“I don’t care whose fault this is! But now, Bunoliv has to get out of the mansion. This tree is destroyed, which means you no longer have any use in this house.”Bunoliv was kicked out of William’s mansion. Even though he tried to whine and beg, the two bodyguards still coldly pulled him out. “Please, don’t chase me away... I have nowhere to go... Please forgive me!” Bunoliv pleaded, his voice filled with desperation.Mr. William did not waver at all, standing there watching Bunoliv being dragged away with cold eyes. “Go away! I don’t want to see your face anymore!” He roared, his voice filled with indignation.Joseph stood still, watching Bunoliv’s back disappear, secretly feeling satisfied. He has achieved his goal. But when his eyes mo
One cold winter morning, on a deserted road on the outskirts of the city, a man stood quietly on the side of the road. His face was austere, his hair mixed with silver and black strands, his deep eyes shone with a worry that was hard to hide. His old coat was not warm enough for this cold weather, he kept rubbing his hands together to keep warm.He is Bulovix, a man who once had a prosperous life, but now, difficult days have worn him down both physically and mentally. His lips trembled as he thought about what had happened. He could not sit still in one place, his steps were constantly moving, he stood up and then sat down on a stone bench on the side of the road. His eyes followed each passing car, waiting for something, or perhaps, someone.At this moment, a luxury car slowly approached and parked nearby. The car is shiny, with a modern design that reflects sunlight making it sparkle. The car door opened and a man appeared. He wore an expensive suit, neat hair, and a handsome but c
Joseph sat in his office, the light from the desk lamp casting a stern shadow on his face. “Who exactly is that girl?” Joseph tapped his fingers lightly on the table. The image of Abigail appeared in his mind. A simple girl, if not somewhat ordinary. Why did Jayce choose her? Could it be that he genuinely had feelings for her? “Love truly is the most inexplicable thing in this world!” Joseph let out a mocking smile. Indeed, love was the most baffling thing in life. But thankfully, it was that very thing that revealed Jayce’s weakness. A perfect man in love also had his vulnerabilities.Suddenly, the phone next to him rang, interrupting his thoughts. He glanced at the screen and saw Brian’s name displayed.“Brian, what’s going on?” Joseph answered, his voice deep and calm.On the other end, Brian’s voice sounded hurried. “Joseph, I just witnessed something strange. Bunoliv and Jayce seem incredibly close, not just a simple employer-employee relationship.”“What do you mean? They should
Joseph stood before Mr. Patrick’s small room at the Meulisa nursing home, feeling the winter chill seeping through his layers of clothing. He raised his hand and knocked gently on the door, producing soft, echoing sounds in the quiet space. Hearing the knock, Mr. Patrick turned around in surprise. His eyes immediately lit up when he saw Joseph standing at the door.“Long time no see, Patrick,” Joseph said, smiling gently at the old man in front of him.Director Widya, understanding the moment, smiled and quietly left, giving the two some privacy. “If you need anything, just call me Joseph,” she said as she left the room.Mr. Patrick couldn’t hide his joy; he stood up, walked quickly towards Joseph, and hugged him tightly. “Joseph!”“I’ve missed you too,” Joseph felt the warmth and genuine affection from Mr. Patrick’s embrace. He gently patted his shoulder.The two sat down on the chairs by the window, where Mr. Patrick often sat to watch the lush garden outside. Joseph looked around t
“Okay, then I'll go home first. If you need anything, just call me.” After Joseph finished speaking, he took out his glasses and put on his hat. As he pushed the door open, a voice suddenly rang out from behind.Mr. Patrick called him back.“Wait, I got something for you.”“Got something for me?” Joseph's actions stopped, he turned back to look at Mr. Patrick with curious eyes.Mr. Patrick said nothing. He stood up, holding the edge of the table, and slowly walked to the old wooden cabinet in the corner of the room. He opened the cupboard and took out a few cartons of milk, then turned around and gave them to Joseph. "I bought these boxes of milk to save for your arrival."Joseph received the milk boxes from Mr. Patrick's hand, a strange feeling rushed back. It's been a long time since someone cared about him like that. But when he looked closely, Joseph realized that those boxes of milk had long expired."Mr. Patrick, these boxes of milk... have expired." Joseph hesitantly spoke up.
"Thank you, Patrick," Joseph said, absentmindedly gazing at the pile of candies in the drawer, smiling slightly. Perhaps Mr. Patrick was now the only person who treated him sincerely.Lost in his thoughts, his phone suddenly vibrated. Joseph quickly composed himself, glanced at the screen, and saw Amile's name appear.Amile: "Joseph, Jayce is setting conditions with me. He seems very serious. If the bait is good enough, I might just go along 😉."Joseph didn't respond to Amile's message. He turned off his phone and put it back in his pocket."It's time to go," Joseph said, turning to head to the car. He had to return to the William household. It was best not to linger here. It was not unusual for the son of a tycoon to have a mansion outside, but he was an exception. In Mr. William's eyes, Joseph was nothing more than a useless freeloader, unable to earn a cent. And Joseph was playing the role of the useless one. If Mr. William knew he had a large mansion in the suburbs, it would defi
Joseph tried to stay calm before Jayce's unexpected proposal. He knows that things are never as simple as they seem. However, to maintain a gentle appearance, he decided to joke a few words before asking permission to return to his room."Jayce, I really appreciate your support. I will definitely learn a lot from you," Joseph said with a smile, revealing a hint of mockery in his eyes that only Jayce could detect.Jayce laughed loudly, patting Joseph on the shoulder. "I hope so too, Joseph. I believe you will do well. But remember, if you need anything, just ask me."Joseph nodded, then turned his wheelchair and left the room. "You'll remember that, Jayce. Thank you," he said before rolling toward the elevator.When the elevator door closed, Joseph looked at Jayce through the small gap, a smile still on his lips. Jayce also smiled back, but both knew that behind those smiles were only plots and lies.“There will definitely be something interesting waiting for you!” Jayce grinned, his e
Joseph nodded slightly, not showing any emotion. "Charlotte is still safe, right?" Joseph asked, his voice calm, but his eyes intently watching Coco's reaction. This was his way of probing her, not about Charlotte, but for any sign that she knew or was involved in the death. Coco abruptly lifted her head, her eyes filled with anger. "What are you talking about, Joseph? Why would you ask me that? Do you think I don't care about Charlotte?" The anger in Coco's voice made Joseph realize he had touched on something sensitive. But what was she angry about? Because he suspected her, or because she really had something to hide? "I meant no harm, Coco," Joseph replied, trying to calm the situation. "I just want to make sure everything is okay... between us and with Charlotte." But he knew his words wouldn't soothe her anger. Coco stood up abruptly, her eyes full of frustration and rage. "Joseph, what kind of person do you think I am? I've always been by your side, helping you th
Coco slowly guided Joseph back to his room, each of their steps heavy like the tense atmosphere surrounding them. Joseph was still somewhat intoxicated, but he maintained a calm demeanor, occasionally nodding to the staff they passed along the way. His eyes were fixed ahead, but his mind was swirling with chaotic thoughts about everything that had just happened. Coco walked beside him silently, holding his arm securely, her eyes betraying her concern.At last, the door to the room appeared before them. Coco gently opened it and helped Joseph inside, closing it behind them. As soon as the door shut, the atmosphere in the room changed completely. Outside, the noise and bustle of the party still lingered, but inside, there was only an eerie silence. Faint light filtered through the curtains, casting soft shadows across the room.Joseph turned on the light, a soft golden glow spilling throughout the space. Suddenly, he pushed Coco away, surprising her. He didn’t say a word, instead quietl
Joseph stood amidst the lively atmosphere of the party, but his mind felt lost in a maze of confusion. He tried to piece together the fragments of the events, but the more he thought about it, the more complicated everything became. If Jayce wasn’t the one who killed Charlotte, and he wasn’t behind Mrs. Smith’s death either, then Jayce must be panicking. Two key pawns Jayce had planned to use to threaten him had mysteriously vanished. So, who was behind all of this?Joseph couldn’t stop asking himself questions. “Is there someone silently helping me, or do they have a bigger agenda?” The appearance of a third force in this game could completely change the outcome. This made him uneasy. If someone was helping him, why would they choose such a method? And if they had ulterior motives, was he becoming a pawn in their hands?Looking over at Jayce, Joseph noticed that although Jayce outwardly appeared calm, he was likely in turmoil inside. Coco approached him, her eyes filled with concer
The murmurs in the hall grew louder, and the once formal atmosphere of the party began to descend into chaos. Groups of guests gathered, whispering about the murder near the café. Faces were filled with anxiety, and eyes darted around, searching for an explanation.“Did you hear? The murder case,” a woman in a red dress turned to her companion, her voice trembling. “The killer hasn’t been caught yet, and the police have no leads.”“How terrifying! So close to here too, who would have thought something like this could happen in such a peaceful place,” her friend replied, nervously glancing around.People began to speculate about the murder, with theories spreading quickly and seemingly without end. Everyone presented their own assumptions, creating a tense atmosphere. Some suggested a family feud, while others thought it might be an act of revenge.“It could be robbery gone wrong… or maybe some kind of vendetta? I heard the victim was the mother of a wealthy CEO,” a man suggested.“But
Coco hurried into the party, her eyes scanning the crowd anxiously as she searched for Joseph. She looked around frantically, her breath quickening as she walked swiftly past groups of guests engaged in conversation. Her gaze finally landed on Joseph, who stood near a corner of the room, his face tired and pensive. Coco approached him, unable to hide the worry in her eyes."Joseph!" Coco called softly, her voice a bit urgent. "Where have you been? I didn’t see you at all during the party."Joseph turned to face her, giving a faint smile but maintaining his calm demeanor. "I just stepped out for some personal business, nothing important," he said smoothly, though there was a subtle tension in his eyes that Coco couldn’t ignore.Coco frowned, the uneasy feeling in her heart growing stronger. "Personal business? Are you sure?" she asked gently, her voice full of concern. "I tried calling you several times, but you didn’t pick up. Is something wrong?"Joseph looked straight into Coco’s ey
Charlotte lay motionless on the cold floor, her body still, and the pool of blood beneath her had already dried. The dim light from the room cast down on her pale, lifeless face, creating a heavy and terrifying atmosphere. The room was eerily silent, as if frozen in time, with only the faint sound of wind whistling through the crack in the window, disturbing the unnerving quiet.Suddenly, Charlotte's body twitched slightly. A barely noticeable, sudden movement, but it shattered the oppressive silence of the room. Her eyes, once tightly shut in death, abruptly opened wide, her dull eyes now filled with pain. Though devoid of life, somehow she opened her eyes as if pulled back from the brink of death by an unseen force.Charlotte’s throat convulsed, and suddenly, a dry retch escaped her mouth. Her hands instinctively gripped her neck, struggling to suppress something rising within her stomach. Her body convulsed in extreme agony, and soon after, she began to vomit violently, thick, blac
Joseph stood silently next to Charlotte, the initial horror gradually giving way to a sense of clarity. Though a storm of painful emotions churned inside him, he knew he couldn't let them overwhelm his reason at this moment. Something was off, and his instincts as someone experienced made him want to understand more about the cause of Charlotte's death.Joseph's gaze swept across Charlotte's body, now motionless on the cold floor. Blood had spread across the floor, soaking into her pristine white dress, creating a tragic scene. He knelt closer, his eyes carefully observing the color of her skin and the livor mortis that had already begun to appear.With his forensic knowledge, Joseph noticed that Charlotte's skin had turned a pale gray, with blood pooling beneath the skin, forming dark purple blotches in areas where the blood had settled. This gave him an important clue: Charlotte had been dead for at least 4 to 6 hours. A chill ran down Joseph's spine as he came to this conclusion, a
Joseph and Brian held their breath, trying to remain completely silent in the darkness. From their hiding spot, they could clearly see everything happening around the stairwell. The faint light from the second-floor hallway cast long shadows on the floor below.The sound of footsteps continued to echo, each step pounding in their chests. Then, Tyler's figure appeared, slowly making his way up the stairs from the first to the second floor. In his hand, he held something, not too large in size but wrapped in a black cloth, making it difficult for anyone to discern what it was.A stack of documents, perhaps?Joseph and Brian watched intently, trying to gather every detail. Tyler showed no signs of haste; he moved with a suspicious calmness, as if he had complete control of the situation. When he reached the second floor, Tyler paused, looked ahead, and then continued up without the slightest hesitation.Joseph felt the tension inside him rising with every passing moment. There was someth
Joseph sensed the sudden change in the atmosphere. "What just happened in there?" he thought to himself, his eyes never leaving the scene before him. The bodyguards did not exchange any words, just quickly got into the car at an incredible speed, as if they wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible.Brian frowned, a sense of unease filling his heart. "Did you see that? They're panicking," he said, his voice filled with doubt. "Something very unusual happened in the Smith house."Jayce's car immediately started up, the headlights turned on, and it backed away at a much faster speed than when it had come. Joseph and Brian could not believe their eyes as Jayce's car left the Smith house in a hurry and panic. This wasn’t how Jayce would act if everything was going according to plan.Brian nodded, his eyes filled with uncertainty. “It’s obvious something’s very wrong. What do you think we should do next?”Joseph was silent for a moment, his mind racing, trying to figure out what