Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Roseanne offered a slight smile, "It's fine, no need to tiptoe around it."

Despite her words, the atmosphere still dipped into an awkward silence.

Suddenly, the background noise on Leda's end grew louder, "Anne, gotta go, the family dinner is starting, and my mom's been looking for me everywhere."

"Sure."

After hanging up, Roseanne was about to put her phone down when several messages popped up.

It was Corley Sullivan.

He sent over some international lawsuit documents, a notice of acceptance, and briefly updated her on the current progress. The rest were documents that required her signature. International lawsuits were more complex and time-consuming than domestic ones, so Roseanne was somewhat surprised by the quick progress.

After downloading the files and signing them online, she forwarded them back to Corley.

He acknowledged them immediately, sending back a message with a hint of jest:

"You trust me that much? Not afraid I might sell you out?"

Roseanne replied, "You wouldn't."

Corley felt a warm surge in his heart and couldn't help but smile.

by her

just the usual paperwork,

an eyebrow, unfazed by

had any ulterior motives, he wouldn't resort to such a roundabout and

hope my wish comes true

it face down on the bed. After all, she

some

echoed from downstairs, prompting Roseanne to quickly respond,

eight, the holiday's special broadcast

enjoying the cookies with her parents on the couch, occasionally savored a cherry her mother fed her-she couldn't be

into the night sky outside, bursting into a myriad

Norris was

stood by, covering her ears, yet reminding her husband, "Be

the firecrackers ignited, crackling sounds filled the air, heralding a

watched her parents in the yard with a smile. Suddenly, she felt her phone vibrating in

answered calls from strangers, but noticing the Lumina City IP address, she decided to pick up. "Merry

cultured voice came through, bringing a

"Mr. Reynolds, Merry Christmas."

at the fireworks in